Drive route 100 on a crisp day in early October, and you just might believe Vermont is one exit away from Heaven itself. As nature raises the curtain on her annual performance, spectators suddenly find themselves in a Technicolor wash of crimson and gold. Not to be outdone, summer allows Vermont to display its French namesake, les verts monts – the green mountains. Pastures glisten in shades of emerald and jade, and residents savor each beautiful day, knowing the leaves will soon turn again, beckoning the shadowy winter. This is Vermont.