I was raised in Texas, in a very small town. I rarely ventured out of this small town, rare occasions maybe once a year. It was just too long of a drive to try and enjoy any kind of other city life. Then I move here to Denver Colorado eight years ago. My whole life changed, in more then one way. One of the many things I seriously love about Colorado is the fall time. In Texas, leaves never changed colors, because 90% of the leaves were Pine trees. Here in "Colorful Colorado" seeing Fall time for the first time literally took my breathe away and still years later its enough to bring tears to my eyes.
It is just beautiful here, bursting with Oranges, Yellows, Reds, Purples. So many colors to see and one of the best things I had always heard to see was the Aspen trees changing colors in the mountains. I had never viewed them, specifically taken a trip to enjoy them. Till this year. Caleb and I packed up and traveled to the mountains to view the changing colors of the Aspen trees. We drove to The Rocky Mountain National Park and headed to the great divide. We finally got too see the Aspen and it was a amazing experience and will be doing it again next year.