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Autumn Gold

Autumn

Autumn gold: Aspens

Nourished near the river’s edge

Dip their leaves to drink

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Photo and Haiku poem by : Joyce E. Johnson

Note: I could not resist posting this photo taken last year at this time while I walked the trail along Big Thompson River with my husband and dog. This was a section of our river trail that has since been so devastated and washed out by the recent floods here in Northern Colorado. Here in Colorado the Aspen trees are a favorite to view every Autumn when thousands of people go up to Rocky Mountain Nat’l Park to see them turn a beautiful golden-yellow, orange and shades seen up and down the mountain sides and photographers come out in droves to get pictures. I am one of those, too. 🙂 This year in order to get up to the higher elevation one has to take back roads and other highways not affected or washed out by the flood, so we took one on Monday where I was able to get the shot posted previously on Tues., Oct. 8th on another trail along Cameron Pass. I never grow tired of looking at our beautiful Aspens and hope those seeing some of my Aspen photos and ‘reflections’ seen from them enjoy them as much as I do. Until our trails, highways and roads affected by the floods are rebuilt or repaired we have to find other routes to these pristine places of beauty.


Home: A Nice Place to Be

Home. It is a nice place to be, and always a nice place to return to after a trip.

It has been over three weeks since I last posted, but have been traveling. Revisiting our old town of Independence, Mo., seeing our old house of nine years which was our first real home as a family where we welcomed our first child, and the streets where we walked our daughter to school, walked our dog, hung out with neighbors, friends, rode our bikes, and the list goes on. But, being away made me miss my home here in Loveland, Co., having been gone from the former for over thirty years. Twelve days on the road traveling through Ks., Mo., Il., Ind., and Ky. to visit family members, friends and relatives was nice, but I was ready to return home to Colorado, to my own kids and grandkids. We get kind of spoiled and grow accustomed to our own things and in general just our current ‘nesting place’.

It does give us a new perspective on things though while gone and seeing how life goes on in other places, foreign or familiar. The changing times and distance can change the way we view things when not living there again. I think I can relate to the way a mother bird feels when she flies away to visit places once gone to, only to return to her current, familiar place called ‘home.’

It was fun browsing and shopping in antique stores, hanging out with my sisters in places where we spent what seemed like hours looking for good ‘deals.’ Then there were the long walks along the Mo. River, through the neighborhoods looking at the colorful trees with the changing leaves, the fresh look of autumn. Those were the times my husband and I enjoyed the most. Getting the ‘perfect shot’ with our cameras everywhere we went was a venture requiring patience, charged batteries, and just the right light, and time of day. Driving almost 3,000 miles through all kinds of weather, good or bad, heavy traffic, or no traffic, getting out to stretch our legs, do quick rabbit runs, or a turtle walk around the parking lots at rest areas depended on how my stiff joints felt after long hours in the car filled with luggage, a cooler, and shopping bags with goodies and bargains. It was a great trip, but am happy to be back home and once again in a familiar routine.

The picture here is one taken at home, in Loveland of our little bird house perched among the colorful changing leaves in October.


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