Say goodbye to one of the prettiest falls we’ve had in a LONG time. While the boxelders are past their prime, the cottonwoods run the gamut from barely turning to losing their leaves. One tree in my yard is green, another is sifting leaves onto my roof. They’ll both be hit with snow on Sunday and they’ll come off in a whooosh. It’ll be sad to lose them and this magnificent weather we’ve been having.
Megan took her kids fishing this morning and I tagged along.
The weeds and bushes have their own colorful show going on.
None of us were successful in our quest for fish. How frustrating to have them follow your lure but not grab hold! Quinlan was practicing with his fly rod, but that didn’t entice them enough either. I was going to go back down to the creek later, but the wind kicked up and I knew I’d just be catching grass at the edge… so I stayed inside.
You can tell the front is blowing in… say goodbye!
Find me here!
Hearing about the kids fishing took me back to fishing with my dad in the Sieras. We camped (which explains why my family always rented cabins or apartments), got up early (brrr) and fished until just after the sun came to where we were. The trout bit better just as the sun came up, but it was Cold. Thanks for the memories.
Very pretty fall scene of the tall field plants and mountains with many soft colors. Such a short season of color before the snow comes. Or, as Robert Frost wrote in his poem of the same name, “Nothing gold can stay.”
Stay safe and warm in your snow storm. We have thundery showers on Sunday. No admiring fall colours. Leaves will be wet and slippery underfoot. Kids have week off school so it’s typical that we have wet weather!!!