The color in the mountains is so wonderful I just had to show you more. It's a good thing we spent the weekend in all this color, as it rained on Monday and it's very dreary. Yesterday's pictures were from Little Cottonwood Canyon. On Sunday, our need to see more color sent us up Big Cottonwood Canyon.
The colors of red and orange made the hillside look like it was ablaze as we set off for our favorite spot. It has been over a month since our last visit and the trout and egg breakfast called to me. Smith just had to have his Scrambler, too. It was worth the wait of nearly an hour just to dine there again. Everyone wanted to see the fall colors in their glory. Spindling was a great way to pass the time as we stood outside to wait.
You surely must know where we headed after breakfast. The aspens were on the wan at Silver Lake, but we captured what color that was left. There was even a bit of snow still on Mount Millicent from the storms the week before. The forest smelled so good as we made our way around the lake.
Beside the trail we found a spot with a very large boulder that is usually hidden by branches and leaves. Smith thought it would be a good spot for a photo shoot but, alas, I had no knitting (don't worry it was in the car) along for the walk. As you can see I was at least wearing hand knits, the Ribby Cardi and a pair of Opal socks.
Driving back down the canyon we saw many aspen forests and large cottonwood trees in full golden color. Sadly, this time of year just doesn't last long enough!