“Autumn is a second spring, where every leaf is a flower” ~ Albert Camus
So bittersweet is this time of the year in Colorado. The moment I see the first signs of Autumn, I find myself crying out to the season, “I miss you already”. And as each week passes there is a sharpening of the senses, a greater appreciation for the gentle sound of the breeze rustling through the soft glowing leaves, the warmth of the sun, the length of the day. I have been witnessing this grand finale of the Colorado Summer for my entire life, yet each time I am actually surprised that nature has so many colors in its palette.