We've ridden in the high country many times in the past month. Fall is in the air, crisp and cool. The leaves are starting to change. And the hunters are out, so orange is our new favorite color.
The aspens on Tabby Mountain are turning gold.
And the maple leaves blush crimson.
The grass is still spring green, due to a rainy August.
The skies are moody, changing quickly from a clear blue to stormy gray.
On another gorgeous fall day, Daisy frolics in a pond along Rock Creek.
Without a yellow lab to disturb the water, a still lake reflects the scene.
