Snapshots

Try as I might to sit back and enjoy the scenic world around me, I find it really only happens three times a year. When the leaves change for Fall, when the first snow blankets the ground in Winter, and when Spring buds start blossoming flowers I realize I've missed out on for the past five months. Summer, as most people know, is a time for mourning personally. Where the only new scenery is people sweating and all the beautiful colors turning to the same green, trying their hardest not to burn and shrivel up before their time. This week, I am featuring some of my favorite pictures taken, while driving (GASP!) up the Palisade Interstate Parkway where the trees have one last dance with life before the frost sets in.