Fall on the mountain has been especially delightful this year. The colors lasted for a long time rather than the usual spit of color to be ruined by very cold temps and snow.
Looking down the hill on our lot. The fence is our back line.
Note the aspens laying down around this tree. Snow pushed them over several years ago.
The tree right behind our trailer.
Looking up through the tops.
It takes hot days and cool nights to produce the extra tannin in the leaves required for the orange colors.
I really cannot describe the sheer delight and peace I find sitting on the mountain and listening to these leaves quake in the slight breeze.
Course, we were really up there to winterize the trailer and get everything drained, tucked away, or hauled off the mountain.
While Hubby was draining the water tanks and blowing out the lines on the trailer, I painted the picnic table. I decided I wanted it red rather than the redwood color it had been. I believe I acheived that. Maybe next year it will go back to 'redwood' which is more normal picnic table color. I hadn't realized what a RED color would like I think.
We prop the table up against the tree every year so the snow doesn't sit on it. I ran out of paint several years ago and never finished the underside. You can see traces of the redwood color. The dogs, Bob and Baxter are inspecting our work.
It must have met Baxter's approval as he is off to find some of the pesky voles and dig them out!
Next time -- I will post a series of the pictures I took of one tree on our lot showing the progression of the color and the end of it. It's interesting at least to me!