If you can keep a secret, I'll tell you about Litchfield County. Tucked away in the northwest corner of Connecticut, it's especially beautiful now that fall is here.
Dogs greet visitors to a lovingly restored Victorian home in Lime Rock.
This September, as New England dried out from Hurricane Floyd, I drove north through mists and mellow fruitfulness from New York to Lakeville, Conn., where I grew up. No one would mind if I pulled off to watch in awe as Canada geese shouldered up from a cornfield. Besides, Route 7 is an antiquer's dream. Just east of Danbury, I quit Interstate 84 for Route 7. Soon I was at New Milford and the Housatonic River, the river of my childhood.