Friday, on one of my day’s off, I decided to cruise the Kaibab for autumn color.
Along the meadows and hillsides the aspen are changing. The sun played hide and seek with clouds cruising across the sky. Like a naughty child playing with a light switch the leaves took on an electric neon brilliance and then an after glow. Every time I stopped for sunglow it went away before I could adjust the camera.
Yet the saplings appeared to be dancing in joy.
Wind shimmered and blew the leaves like confetti at this Autumn parade.
Rainbows of warm colors contrasted with greens. Saw turkeys on the road and startled several deer.
I was almost on overload with all the glow.
After several hours of mesmerizing drive I reached Parissawampitts Point with an outstanding view south across Grand Canyon and watched the rain headed my way. Which was a sign to turn around and head home once again through the splashes of color.
Though only a little rain fell I was blessed with a rainbow gift.
I must have missed the bulk of the rain because I did find puddles.
And although the aspen colors were magnificent in some areas…
…the leaves are falling and the forest floor looked like a 1970s carpet.
The hillsides of colorful young aspen glowed in the dusky light on the drive home.
