I’m home, but there is one more excursion to share. On my final morning, Jeanne and I drove up Sandia Mountain to view the changing of the aspens.
The autumn colors in my part of the US (the northeast) is ablaze with a dozen shades of red, orange, gold and every conceivable permutation. There’s a reason people come from all over to go leaf peeping.
In New Mexico, the colors are less eye-popping, but equally beautiful. The aspens turn a golden hue that glitters in the sun and makes a dramatic contrast to the deep green conifers. It was a wonderful way to end my visit before I returned to the caverns of New York City.