What else can you think, when you see a sight like this, but that Midas just flicked his fingers randomly across the mountainside?
The aspens we were just in time to see (two weeks later, the area had several inches of snow!) weren't just gold...they were electric gold, especially when the sun hit them...
They looked for all the world like someone had plugged them in and made them glow with an almost unnatural brightness.
Even though we were obviously in central Colorado after a good many of the changed leaves had blown off the trees—take a look at all the bare trunks here...
...and here...
...the color was still spectacular, at least in our experience.
Here are some more rather pallid attempts to share this experience with you. I couldn't stop taking pictures, but unfortunately none of them can really convey the glory of the gold and green...
...or even the gold on barer hillsides—still spectacular!
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| of course, aspen trunks are quite handsome, too |
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| Clover Mt. at the end of a bi-colored road |
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| multi-level color along US highway 50 |
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| golden sprinkles at Cottonwood Lake |
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| the view from our deck! |
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| a last look at Cottonwood Lake |
Next time, I'll feature some more up-close-and-personal looks at this gorgeous vegetation, where the Midas metaphor is even more appropriate!
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