After nearly being cheated out of a summer I wasn't very excited for fall to arrive. Until I went to the mountains and saw the gorgeous change of seasons happening there.
Reds and yellows were slowly replacing the greens and everything was so beautifully vibrant like they are giving their full effort to making the most of their last days.
These short yellow-leafed plants littered the forest floor and looked simply stunning against the backdrop of the gray windfallen timber.
That juxtaposition of gray and color was a favorite and I think I probably wore it out but couldn't stop myself from trying it on every leaf in every color.
And then there were the aspens.
Even the dying leaves are pretty.
And the intricate pattern of this leaf skeleton had me marveling.
Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower. - Albert Camus