This here bringer of the pooper to the fun party

In loving memory of Misha

I’m always struck by how much a thicket of Aspens looks like the legs of a bunch of elephants milling about. And every year when we take these drives to look at the colors I’m compelled to take a photo almost exactly like this one, trying to capture what, I don’t know. Something about the silence of being out there under that canopy is simultaneously haunting and comforting.

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