Fall can be, hell usually is, fleeting here in Alaska.
Sometimes the colors (colours) are frozen right on the trees (and in my mind) by the white of winter much too soon.
This fall has been very pleasing indeed, so far I’d say the best in more than 10 years, in many ways.
The warmth, the clearness of the sky, the calmness of the weather fronts coming from the pacific typhoons and the Siberian cold fronts.
On a nice fall day I think of think of the moment of course and try to capture it with a photo, like this one;
Trying to capture the fall colours of the natural landscape of the lowlands,
and the added hue of the new snow on the mountain, this one taken just last week.
And I, as you know, often think of a piece of music.
This time I am thinking of Fancy Colours, on the Chicago II album.
I first heard this from the album my sister bought, back in ’67 or so.
I was in Junior High School at the time, working on a farm for $1 per hour.
Now well things are different in many ways, but not in all ways, this tune I still love.