Saturday, September 20, 2008




















Much to be seen and done on this final day of the summer.
Ryan and I wound our way up the canyon to the other side of the range early this morning, finding a sunrise, a hawk, and running close to at least a couple of elk bugling back and forth across a ridge line.
We took Drie and Amy over the mountain in the afternoon to eat in Helper at the Balancing Rock Pub, taking the scenic route both ways. Things are coloring up and the grass dying back as the frost of winter comes down the mountains with the retreating sun's advance southward.
That's what makes the fall a time of deep magic, the interplay that can be found between heaven and earth and between the inhabitants of the ground feeling that change happening.

5 comments:

Lost Coyote said...

It really was a wonderful day...why can't they all be so good?

Anonymous said...

Fall's always been my favorite time of the year.
Love the photos. (Especially the wide angle scene.)

pop

Anonymous said...

...and the raptor, and all the others.

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Ruahines said...

Kia ora Adam,
My spirit soars looking at these panoramic vistas. Your words ring with truth.
Rangimarie,
Robb

thislop said...

The pictures and the prose are poetic. Thanks,
Teresa from EHS

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