Autumn in the Eastern Sierra is captivating, stunning, and evanescent. I've romped and reveled in several autumns here and every year the season seems to retreat as quickly as it arrived. The leaves ignite like flashing fireworks putting on one last breathtaking show before they drift to the ground to be tucked in for winter by a white blanket of snow. I have learned to savor the season until the last brilliant leaf flutters to the ground.
A few experiences that I delight in every year...
Inspiring hikes in Lundy Canyon with Foxey among the blazing aspen leaves,
crisp, tranquil autumn mornings...
brisk evening breezes that whisper winter is coming... almost time to pull out the sweaters, scarves, and skis... but it's not here quite yet...
cozy coffee shops, espresso, and pumpkin goodies...
the illustrious display of prismatic leaves...
expressive landscapes...
Autumn is glorious in the Eastern Sierra.
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