It's our first fall out west and one of the things we've noticed (besides the ever present 90 degree temps) is that the colors are the same as they always are. The grass may brown a bit, and some leaves may fall--mostly mesquite pods that my kids like to crack and make a huge mess with--but nothing pretty in terms of what we're used to--those bright reds and oranges that fade to brown. Yeah, I'm waxing nostalgic today (and I sound like I'm about 60) so I'll stop, but here's a few pictures from our last home in case you are without fall colors too. We climbed to these falls last year up in Dupont Forest and this picture doesn't even do it justice. Just beautiful.
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so pretty...
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