Hoping for another encounter with Colorado peak fall color, Josh arranged for us to head back to Telluride for a few days this past September. And we heard the aspens did turn that beautiful gold, as aspens are wont to do: They just did so a few days after we had to head home.
No matter. We had a great time, and on one outing we found these famed "dancing" aspens to be no less beautiful in the moody light well before sunrise, their writhing, rising forms still adorned much more in emerald than gold.
It's been a trying time in recent months. While chugging along hoping the pandemic would soon end, a rush of other reminders of life's fragility and caprice suddenly intruded into my life and those of several family and friends. Despite these trials, I am left more thankful than ever for all that is good in life, for the times together with loved ones and enjoyable people, and for times like these among the wonders of nature great and small.
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