The autumnal equinox happens hereabouts in roughly three hours, at about 2 a.m. local time. When I awake tomorrow it will officially be the first day of autumn. As noted before, it has looked like autumn locally for at least two weeks.
The mountain maples on the hillsides, which were at first scarlet, are now a sort of rusty red. Many of the black cottonwoods along the creeks have gone quite bare, others still have some yellow leaves.
Our acre of aspen forest, which gives us perfect privacy all summer long, is starting to be a bit see-through as the leaves fall. It is time for us migratory snowbirds to fly, we'll be gone in less than a week. I hope the fine weather holds that long.
