Plunge of Color

Some photos of the colors across the western region over the last few months… enjoy!

We left the high country in September when the aspens at 10,000 feet were just starting to turn. Over the next two months we dropped elevation slowly and watched the fall colors follow us down the mountain. First the high aspens went gold, then the oaks at mid-elevation turned orange, then the maples in the canyons flashed red, and finally the cottonwoods in the desert river bottoms lit up yellow. Two (plus) months soaking up this wave of color moving from 10,000 feet all the way to the ocean.  We never had to chase it hard; we just kept rolling downhill and the season unfolded around us every day.

I knew I’d love the freedom of the road, but after years on a farm, this gratitude hits different: deeper, easier, and a whole lot sweeter.