Fall is slowly arriving. The air has been crisp, forcing me to pull out all the winter hiking gear. The snow on the mountains is certainly a sign that the season is changing. But the aspens are holding on to their green as long as they can. Yet just in the space of 24 hours, trees are beginning to glow.
Mills Lake will always remain my favorite. So many visits there with so many people, it is filled with beautiful mountain views, dazzling water, and wonderful memories.
The snow was so late in melting this year, it feels as if we have only just started reaching the high country. But yesterday's snow may have been more than a temporary dusting.
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