CR and I went for a long Sunday drive in the mountains today. We took a picnic of sushi and pears and Izze, which a Stellar’s jay tried to enjoy with us. We looped up to Florissant, then into Cripple Creek. Maybe not exactly color as in the North East, but we have other consolations.
Last weekend, I hiked around Florrisant on a moody, foggy Saturday. This leaf seemed a sign of the coming season.