[1]September 20, 2009
It is the Gold season in the high country. Definitely my favorite time of the year. Cold crisp frosty mornings giving way to warm pleasant afternoons of blue skies and colors of warmth that permeats everything. Even the dark greens of the timber have a warm glow to it. Smells of dryness and warmth absorbs the mountains and gives a sense of it being just good to be alive.
Gary, thank you for your visit to my Blog and for the comment.
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Alex