Leaf Peeping

This past weekend was the peak of fall colors in the nearby mountains of Colorado and I wanted to go for a drive on Saturday to go soak in all the glorious colors. However, on Friday, my grandma called me and asked me to drive her to look at a couple of apartments (she's looking to move and is having a flare up of her rheumatoid arthritis so she's having trouble getting around these days). I love my grandma, but every time I go over to do something that would normally only take a couple hours at most, I get sucked in for a whole day.

On Sunday, my sister and I had planned to visit the local museum because it was having a free admission day and we hadn't been able to hang out for a while. She stopped by the house on Saturday evening to pick up her dog who had been staying a couple nights here while she worked long hours and she just couldn't wait for me to bring him home Sunday, so we decided to go leaf peeping instead (seriously, that's what it's called).

I don't regret going to see the leaves because in some areas, the leaves were already mostly falling off the trees or gone altogether, the museum will have other free days. Most of the trees though were a gorgeous golden or red color in their full fall glory. Also, yesterday it rained so hard here that the green-leaved trees were stripped in some places. The first half hour of our drive, it was raining moderately, but when we got to where there were large groves of aspen trees, it let up.