We got up early and drove in darkness to catch this brief moment of light and color in the mountains. We don’t mind the drives—they’re a perfect combination of companionship and conversation without interruptions from phones.
It’s been the most beautiful of Octobers. Cool mornings, warm days, and many opportunities to view the colors of fall. For once, the winds haven’t snatched the leaves from the trees.
This particular place is one I’ve photographed before and hiked through the trees in the background. The mornings when the water is burnished in copper by the mountain’s alpenglow are special though. It doesn’t happen all the time.
And that beautiful red bush on the beaver lodge! How perfect…
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
I saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence.
it's (almost always) about the water... 