Oh - it's going to be a beautiful September. I'm amazed at the color that you can already see in the high country. Even without the eye-popping color of the aspens, the landscape is turning into a patchwork of textures.
Up to Odessa Gorge area for another trip this year. It just does not get old. The blue sky, clouds, angle of the sun - it is always changing. Notchtop was standing guard at the upper reaches of the gorge.
As we were leaving Odessa Lake, this little ouzel gave us quite a show, perching along Fern Creek and doing his dipper thing. Those big feet allow him to walk on the bottom of the stream, even in the spring runoff!
Spring might have had the beautiful blossoms, summer had the acres of wildflowers, but fall has the berries. Twisted Stalk hangs over every stream, with a tiny little ornament hanging from each leaf junction.
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