Now just a memory, but what a fabulous exit. Sweet autumn, how I love you.
During a short hike in Wyoming I turned to find this group on a ridge a few hundred yards away. As I shot two frames, they vanished quickly away from view. What a sight.
A quickly vanishing piece of Americana, in the form of an old grain elevator.
A row of Colorado cottonwood trees prepares for winter as their leaves are released.
A fine autumn day in Wyoming with a gentle breeze, a great old building, and rolling hills.
On their way to bleak and barren, a group of autumn trees have one last hurrah.
Earlier this month the leaves were just starting to be colorful. Most now have fallen.