Ever since I was a little girl, the state of Massachusetts has called to me. I have no reason to believe that I have witches or pilgrims as ancestors nor that I may have unknown deep-rooted Democratic tendencies. I only know that I've felt that strong eastern pull. I even sent my Dental Hygiene National Board scores to Massachusetts, willing to uproot all that was familiar to me... wishing for a new life there. As it happens, real life/love/family interfered and I settled in Ohio. Thirty years later, I was finally able to visit the absolutely-freaking-gorgeous state of Massachusetts. A trip through the Berkshires and eastward following the Mohawk trail proved to be the most delightful case of sensory overload I could ever imagine. The red, orange, and yellow leaves contrasted with the deep color of the evergreens to provide the perfect autumn palette..... it was sooooo lovely. I shall return.
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