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Morning dawned and after breakfast we headed out through The Notch again.

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Big rocks?

Check!

We drove through Stowe, one the most picturesque New England villages you’re ever apt to find.

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This is the money shot people line up on the side of the road for when the leaves are at peak. We were a little early, but trust me it’s glorious in full color.

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Stowe is lovely and filled with interesting little shops and restaurants that we didn’t have time to explore this trip.

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It was also raining, which kills the joy of leisurely strolls for me.

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Even if there is a covered bridge for pedestrians.

A bit further down the road, I saw something out of the corner of my eye and hollered at the husband to stop. (He loves that. Don’t let him tell you differently.)

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I have no idea the why of this, but slightly off the road in a little clearing was this beautiful metal eagle. I should have taken a selfie for scale, but I’m 5’4 and stood under the wing no problem.

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There was a sign to the right with the artist’s name and number but it was so faded I couldn’t make it out. My husband was glad of this, because I kept saying how absolutely fabulous this guy would look in front of the man cave/Barn Mahal.

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