2003-09-28, 2:17 p.m.

We went aspen hunting yesterday. It was the peak aspen day of the year.



"The aspens are in bloom," I told Peter. "No, I think it's the opposite," he said. "The aspens are going," I said.



They are amazing. I missed them last year. From the upstairs window of my new office you can see gold shot through the ridge, and the sheath of forest racing up to it, across the canyon.



When you take pictures of solid gold trees from the window of a moving car, all you get is a yellowish blur:

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