Monday morning, 7:20 am. My cell phone had snowflakes on the homepage screen!
Time to race up Mill Creek Canyon (again!) to see the fall colors highlighted with SNOW!!
This rock structure above Porter Fork should look familiar by now.
I posted it surrounded by green brush during Sara's visit two and a half weeks ago, and again surrounded by flaming red color change, and now this.
So many changes in only 18 days!
Some of the brighter colors are gone, but the white snow on the black branches are equally appealing.
The upper canyon was already gated closed; snow shoe and cross country skiing will soon be the only way to explore the upper stream beds.
I wanted to climb up those stairs again so badly, but knew that it was unwise to attempt without proper shoes. My flat rubber soled loafers offered no gripage at all.
Had to remember to look where I was going instead of just gaping at the scenes around me.
treacherous. I had my phone on me, but wondered how I would describe where I was if I were to take a tumble. I chose each step quite carefully.
Of course there is still color to be scene close to the mouth of the canyon, and color is really just getting started on the valley floor. Every drive to the city is a new experience as trees burst in to color overnight.
The drama of color competing with the drama of geology and snow...who would you say is the winner?
(Answer: Anyone who gets to see it!)