Our fall is late this year. Usually we have at least a light frost early in September, sometimes a killing frost by now, and once in a great while snow. This year we're still having days in the low 80s and not even close to a frost. I'm not complaining, and it's interesting to see how late the leaves are starting to turn color.

This is my favorite fall picture, taken in the 'good old days' of 2010 before the big flood washed away that pump house and some important boulders along the riverbank. Those aspen trees are gone, too. The bridge is still there.



We haven't seen any bears this summer, but a fawn paid us a visit.



Our long-term weather forecasts predict warmer temperatures than normal, and less moisture. Sometimes it's hard to remember what 'normal' is.