Last week we went for a drive up in the mountains to see what fall had to offer this year. As expected, her color palette was spectacular.
We only live 30-40 miles from the mountains, but the dramatic difference from the landscape we see in town everyday (think flat, brown and dry) never fails to leave me in absolute, jaw-dropping awe at the beauty so close to me. There is only a small window of opportunity to see the aspens in all their glittering splendor. A week too early or too late will leave you disappointed. But if you plan your trip at just the right time, you will be rewarded with the most dazzling hues dancing before your very eyes.
On our drive my daughter asked, "So, Mom, are aspens the trees with leaves like sparkling gold sequins?" Yes, exactly.
My favorite part of the day was driving through a quaint, little mountain town admiring the leaf strewn streets and quiet houses. Especially this cute pink one with the lace curtains and the...odd garden decor.