Steven King journeys from New York to Montréal, via Nova Scotia, in search of the Americas’ most famous natural phenomenon.
‘Summer afternoon — summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.’ Substitute ‘autumn’ for ‘summer’ and ‘morning’ for ‘afternoon’ and, with all due respect to Henry James, I really could not have put it better myself.
So when an invitation came to spend two weeks in…
