New England in the fall is beautiful. As autumn’s crisp chill fills the air, forests don a blanket of vibrant reds, oranges and yellows – seemingly preparing themselves against the upcoming harsh winter.
It’s a biological masterpiece, one fueled by innumerable tiny leaves combining to transform the landscape into a tapestry of natural artistry that attracts visitors worldwide.
I grew up in Connecticut, so I take the season for granted. But fall here really is special. And the question was recently presented to me: Why, exactly, is autumn in New England so vibrant? To find out, I took a hike. Click here to read the entire article.