The rain moved through during the night. The wind took most of the leaves from the trees. Cool, crisp fall air greeted us in the morning. I thought a photograph from the top of Mount Greylock of the fall colors would be nice. No sooner did we start up the mountain than the weather started to change. Light rain with a rainbow, the fog, or low clouds depending on your definition closed off the view. But most surprising of all was the snowstorm at the top. So much for making plans. Once back on the lowlands, the sun filled the day.
The stories of Naumkeag, The Mount, Walker Brook, will follow.
