Playful, elegant, and not above the judicious use of the word “shit."

Corn pops

Saturday afternoon I did something I haven’t done in years and took a drive through the mountains in time to see some of the changing leaves. Usually I miss it by a week or two if I even make the effort to head up there, but this year I forced myself out just in time. I took this as I headed into Park City, along with about a hundred other people who had stopped along the road to take the exact same shot. Which, okay. Look at that. That isn’t so bad, Autumn. Keep this up and I might one day start looking forward to you instead of naming voodoo dolls after you and stabbing them in the groin.

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