Monday, October 20, 2008

Finding Fall

It's official. Now that we're 40, it means that we're old enough to join committees and become board members of the community that we live in. And by we, I really mean Jimmy. Jimmy joined the mutual water company board of directors for the little town our hideaway is in. Actually, it's nice being part of the community more than just as part-time residents. And now that he'll have to go to most of the meetings, it means we'll probably go up more often.

While summer is probably my most favorite time to be at the hideaway because of all the activities, every season has a lot of beauty and charm. This weekend we got to see fall in all her glory. Which is wonderful because fall hasn't quite hit the Bay Area yet.

We didn't have to venture too far out to see the changing of the leaves.
The oak tree in our yard was just starting to change.

And the Virginia Creeper in our neighbors tree
couldn't have been a more vibrant red.

But this just teased us and got us wanting more. So Saturday, we took a drive up the mountain in search for more of Autumn's bounty.
About an hour up the road, we stopped here for lunch. This is the Stanislaus River and is one of the biggest rivers in the area.
In the fall, the water levels are low because snow melt feeds it. It's also the river that feeds the reservoir where we do a lot of our summer boating activities.
And more poignantly, now that Jimmy's a board member of the water company, it's the river that most of the water comes from that feeds our little mountain community.

As we drove further up the road, the trees grew more and more barren and it starting looking more like winter rather than fall. I'll save that for another post.

My main goal during our little adventure was to find a little aspen grove.
Aspens are one of my favorite trees, if not my favorite.
There's something in me that comes alive whenever I'm in an aspen grove.
My wiccan friend says it's the woodelf in me. I can't disagree with her.
And when the wind blows through the aspens leaves and they shimmer and quake, to me, there really isn't anything more magical.
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5 comments:

rosemary said...

Aspens are beautiful for sure. my favorites are the Tamarack/Larch and the Hemlock. When we first moved to Idaho hearing the wind in the trees reminded Steve of the freeway noise....now it is soothing to him.

andie said...

Oh my gosh these are AMAZING!! See, you need to upload these to flickr. Wow!
You know what I thought looking at all of these? How much I wish we could walk together on this trail, both of us taking pictures and talking. Girl talk about life, love, and creating.

Sigh...someday yes?

Much love,
a.

zann said...

Ahhh, I love this time of year. And I love seeing parts of the country I may never see in real life, burst out in color in your pictures. :)

Ragged Around the Edges said...

The yellows are incredible. Breathtaking.

Lilli & Nevada said...

trying to catch up to your blog here. and i have to say you have some fantastic photos here.