Amish Horse Drawn Buggy, Monte Vista, Colorado

Amish horse-drawn buggy, Monte Vista, Colorado. I added the old photo effect bringing a dated look to the shot thats mirrors the old ways. We heard the horse and buggy coming before we could see it. Can you see the swaddled baby reaching for the reins as Mom holds her safely around the waist. Here’s a little blurb on the Amish in the San Luis Valley. Thanks for looking. G

Amish Horse Drawn Buggy, Monte Vista, Colorado

Ute Mountain, Red Barn, Crescent Moon, Colorado

Ute Mountain with the red barn and crescent moon in the San Luis Valley, Colorado. I headed north to the state line and into Colorado yesterday evening. The sun and moon were setting as I drove forty-five minutes for a shoot at the dilapidated barn. Flocks of crows went where ever crows go at night and owls took up their nightly vigil in the cottonwood snags. The holes in the barn let the dusk and moonlight in. A few stray critters dodged my tires as I ran over their tracks in the twilight. Thanks for looking. G

Ute Mountain, Red Barn, Crescent Moon, Colorado

Last Dollar Road, Ridgway, Telluride, Colorado

Last Dollar Road, between Ridgway and Telluride, Colorado. Heading down Last Dollar Road we just had to stop for this view. In 1989 I climbed Mount Sneffels, the peak on the far left of the image with my good friend Harry. When we got to the top I was exhausted. It was a little humiliating to see a father and his seven-year-old son sitting there fresh as the morning eating lunch and me huffing and puffing. 14,000+ feet will do that to you. We shared some stories with them while eating our lunches. On the way down I reinjured the meniscus in my right knee, or was it the left? Fortunately, we had ridden our bikes up to 12,000 feet and hidden them behind a large boulder. Riding down to our camp at 6,000 was a very nice and welcome cruise. Back to the present, on this day it was very pleasant to see the area in its fall finery. Thanks for indulging in my reminiscing and for looking. G

Last Dollar Road, Ridgeway, Colorado.

Aspen Woods, Southern Colorado

Aspen woods on the hillside in southern Colorado. Some theories suggest that the ground moved or slid downhill when the trees were young; that there was heavy snowfall in an avalanche or some such thing. I do know that they add a little mystery to the scene as well as beauty. When I was a kid, growing up in Wales and Yorkshire, I spent many hours in the woods. I’m happy to say I still do to this day. Remember to look up the next few days, it’s the Harvest Moon, with Mars. Thanks for looking. G

Aspen Woods, Southern Colorado

Panorama, Fall Color, Cumbres Pass, Colorado

Panorama, Fall Color, Cumbres Pass, Colorado. A beautiful six hour Sunday drive around the big block on Highway 64 crossing the New Mexico, Colorado state lines more than a few times. Heading home over the Cumbres Pass twice in one week, the leaves were either blown off in certain areas, or magnificently peaking in others. There are many other places and a lot more fall left around northern New Mexico and southern Colorado. I hope you get out to see the gold in your area. Thanks for looking. G

Panorama, Fall Color, Cumbres Pass, Colorado.

Aspen Grove, Clouds, Highway 17, Cumbres Pass, Colorado

Aspen grove, against grey clouds on Highway 17, at the Cumbres Pass, Colorado. Four hours drive away from yesterday’s photo of the day, just over the state line in Colorado, the colors are doing their thing precisely on time. I’ve photographed this scene many times over the last few years. It continues to be a favorite location each Autumn when the aspens light up the hills in the Rocky Mountains. Interesting fact, aspens grow from one root system. They are the largest living organism on the planet. Thanks for looking. G

Aspen Grove, Clouds, Highway 17, Cumbres Pass, Colorado

Fall Colors, Kebler Pass Road, Colorado

Fall colors, Kebler Pass Road, Colorado. Not far from Lost Lake, outside of Crested Butte, off the Kebler Pass Road to Paonia is this wonderful sight. The shape of things to come very soon in this area. The tips of the cottonwoods and aspen are starting to show their colors. I’m looking forward to it. I’m very fortunate to live where I do. So much of what I love and photograph is in my big back yard. Thanks for looking. G

Aspens, Crested Butte, Colorado,