Today we drove up HWY 285 to do some leaf-peeping at Kenosha Pass. The Aspens were glorious, some of them covered in leaves a delicious shade of lime green, some aspens had leaves that had turned golden, others more orange in colour. We walked through a grove of aspen, their tall spires rising up on either side of us; I felt like I was in a cathedral as their trunks rose up and formed an arch over our heads. We passed other leaf-peepers with smiles pasted on their faces. There is nothing like a walk in the aspens in the autumn!
