We had our first snow on Sept. 20th. The treetops above 6400ft were dusted white and Mt. Tallac wrapped itself into misty clouds. Warm sun melted everything quickly, but four days later we woke up to an inch in our front yard. The aspens are turning and the evenings are darker and everyone is pulling out their woolie caps. But I'll be heading east for 2 months to catch some real turning of the seasons.
I'll be at the MacDowell Colony for the fall, which seems to be a wonderful little corner of the world where everyone just wants you to be the artist you've always wanted to be. They make it pretty easy - give you your own studio off in the New Hampshire woods with no email or phone connections; they surround you with other inspiring artists at meal times, they even bring your lunch to your studio in a picnic basket! Sounds too good to be true. I guess I'll find out soon enough! Right now the last few bits of equipment and warm clothes are going into the suitcase. More from the deep woods soon!