We spent Saturday chasing the sun.

The aspens are starting to change their colors in the mountains and we wanted to catch them before they finish. Too many years have passed while we claim to be too busy to drive up and see them.

The weather was only partially cooperative and we ended up making our decision on where to drive based on which roads seemed to be heading towards clouds/rain/lightning versus the sunshine.

We ended up going the opposite direction of what we had planned.

At one point the sky seemed to open up just as we passed a tiny county road lined with loveliness. It even boasted a meandering little creek!

Of course, the best sights are in the trees:

And among the flowers:

This is what most of our day looked like:

I would like to see the leaves at least one more time before their display is finished. There is just nothing like the colors of fall.

Perfection, if you ask me!