From the farmlands to the hills, fall drapes a magic cape over the Pacific Northwest.
Imagine hayrides on a golden afternoon. A pumpkin field at dusk filled with gourds like orangey planets crashed into plowed fields. Feel a chill up your spine when you encounter the rustling leaves of a corn maze under a harvest moon. That Halloween feeling.
In higher altitudes the mountains turn rust-colored with deciduous transformation. There’s coffee to warm your hands against autumnal chill. Witness tendrils of mist in the tree line. Twin Peaks, much?
Autumn tastes like orchard-fresh cider. Autumn presents itself as a walk down redbrick small towns with a loved one, feeling aglow with small-batch whiskey against the gathering chill.
Is fall the best time to visit Snohomish County? We’ll let you decide. (But yeah, it definitely is.)