A perfect morning.

A few nights ago, Z & I went up to 

Chautauqua Park. 

He stayed on a lower-elevation trail to run, 

and I ventured up the trail towards the

1st Flatiron.

It was a blustery day, 

but the late afternoon sun

made the fall colors just pop.

Unfortunately, I was thisclose to the end 

of the trail when I realized that I only 

had 15 minutes until I was supposed to 

meet Z back at the car.

Whoops!

As I hurried down the mountain,
I passed tons of spots I wanted to photograph, 

but I didn't want Z to worry, 

so I vowed to return as soon as I could.

Yesterday morning I set out again

with my camera, 

only this time without a deadline.

The trail wends its way back behind the 1st Flatiron

to reveal the snow-covered back range. 

I started getting hungry, so on the way back down the trail

I spotted a perfect little place for a snack.

There was a small outcropping shaped just like

a small bench, so I scrambled over some

rocks and enjoyed my apple

while overlooking Boulder.

Perfect.

I had a really hard time choosing which photos

to put on the blog, because there were so many good ones.

Be sure to go see them here!