fall

Moving back to California from New England, I was not expecting fall colors.  Autumn was one of my favorite  times in Boston – between the changing leaves and the crisp fall days with their golden  sunlight.   I was not expecting to find that same autumn feel on the Eastern Sierra.  The extent of the forests are by no means equal, but the colorful aspen groves on the snow dusted mountains make a spectacular backdrop to every field day.

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