Bare branches from Gunnison Colorado's castle rock formations. ©Victoria Lise 2018.

The Dance Between Seasons

Snowflakes are swirling gently from a foggy white sky. A sky that feels closer than usual. Living at altitude can often appear as if the world above is within reach, when the fog settles and the clouds drop into the land it becomes a nearly tangible reality. As each flake falls so does the friendly, familiar, peace, and quiet. It’s melodic in its own rite. The air is so frigid it kisses the cheeks, frosts lashes, and undresses the Aspens of their dying leaves. The temperature high is predicted to be a brisk 24º tomorrow, cold is simply winters birthright,…

Aspens diverse color palette along Kebler Pass, Colorado. ©Victoria Lise 2018.

Autumns Aura

Although Aspen trees are one living organism connected through their root system, they still strut their individuality, mostly visible within their changing leaves and watchful eyes. Without Aspens, Autumn wouldn’t have the same aura around here. The vividness of color can be electrifying, soulful, and sensationally stimulating.  Pine trees keep their deep timbre-green needles the whole year through, offering not only contrast but a grand compliment to their fellow community grove members. What a lovely, harmonious relationship.  The leaves have now fallen, decorating trails along the valley floor like rose petals often do a wedding aisle, leaving the faintest scent…