I can’t resist. I’ve got to be up there among them. To lose myself among the gold coins of leaves — a world’s ransom of gold leaf.
My new home in town gives me a fine vantage point from which to observe the mountains and their mood. And so it was one day early last week when I looked up there and saw the first hint of yellow.
The aspens were turning.
With a stress-inducing “To Do List” on my mind it was all I could do: Just look up there.
..One day.
..Two days.
..Three days.
And then I couldn’t take it anymore; I had to get up there.
That night I laid out our gear, my pup’s and mine.
And at sunrise we were making the climb up toward the gold….
One day…
Two days…
Three days….
Four in a row….
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| santa fe aspens, i ~ by dawn chandler ~ oil on panel (en plein air) ~ 5″ x 7″ ~ copyright dawn chandler 2014 |
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| santa fe aspens, ii ~ by dawn chandler ~ oil on panel (en plein air) ~ 5″ x 7″ ~ copyright dawn chandler 2014 |
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| santa fe aspens, iii ~ by dawn chandler ~ oil on panel (en plein air) ~ 5″ x 7″ ~ copyright dawn chandler 2014 |
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| santa fe aspens, iv ~ by dawn chandler ~ oil on panel (en plein air) ~ 5″ x 7″ ~ copyright dawn chandler 2014 |