This was the backlit view from the front porch of my little mountain house yesterday afternoon, looking toward "downtown." (Yes, that's pretty much all of it.)
And this was the view looking up the same street.
Life is really, really good. Remind me of that over the next nine months when I complain about snow.
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Diana, you will be welcome.
Deborah, it's pretty random. Last fall the cold came so fast we didn't have much color at all. There are places higher up that are still summer green, and places in the lower river valley where the cold pooled and the narrow-leaf cottonwoods are already bare. Right there, it was absolutely perfect.
Catherine, I can post some shots from last year. I'm hoping that it won't get quite so deep this year. Trig is right; last winter pretty much sucked, but I suppose that moisture contributed to these colors.
This is why churches have stained glass windows: so the congregation can't see out. I've been here a year now, and I have yet to find a Sunday when I can compete with the view out the window.
Holly, we have a lot of those old poles. Most of them still have glass insulators.
Mishima, it's been in the 80s here too, but nights are cold. Summer is over.
Thank you, MP. We do have about a month because of the varying elevations. The leaves at my weekday home haven't begun to change yet; the leaves at my weekend home are gone.
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