We took one last trip up north to try to catch the leaves turning. Two weeks ago, they were still green and I've had a yearning to see them red and gold. So, we took a drive. On the wind up through the canyon, I hoped to find a sea of fire-bright leaves from east to west. Instead, we found trees that seemed to have skipped a step and gone from gorgeous green to dull, dead gray.
Still, we enjoyed two cool days soaking up the fresh air and barbecuing under the pines (and Elle and I drank our fair share of hot chocolate!). It was a good weekend.
And...on the way home, the leaves had turned-
beautiful golden brown and amber.