Here in the western frontier of the United States we are a peculiar people.
Fall cleanup is going to be a nightmare this year oh my god.
Not the most terrible way to wake up, although I won’t be saying that come next May.
Leta’s favorite holiday. Wait. No. Christmas is her favorite holiday. And then her birthday. And then Marlo’s birthday. WHY AM I MAKING HER CHOOSE.
Yes, another image of the fall foliage. And some mountains. And a road. There’s a cloud, too.
Walks with the dogs in autumn look like this. It’ll do, I guess.
Coming out the western side of Guardsman Pass before heading down into the valley: a postcard from Utah.
In the running to be one of my favorite photos of the year.
How Chuck did not end up covered in spines is a holy religious miracle.
No, it’s not the Congo, but he is not complaining.