During my blogging silence, my hubby and I had a few little adventures that I recorded with my camera, but came home and never had the follow through to get them posted on my blog and to write. So, in trying to retrain my brain, I thought I would share these photos.
We live in the foothills of the great Adirondack Mountains (the Olympic winter games of 1980 where held in the heart of the Adirondack Mountains in Lake Placid, NY) so in the fall we always try to get up into the mountains during the fall colors.
It usuallys ends up that we go up when the colors have already peaked in bright sunshine, or we go up when the colors are just perfect but there is no sunshine and blue skies.
That was the case this year. No sunshine but the colors were at their best I think I have ever seen. So much red! I am sorry that the photos don’t do it justice.
There is a small mountain that we go and ride on ski lift to get the pictures that are shown here. I don’t like heights, I don’t really feel comfortable on the lift, but I certainly enjoy the view!
It was cold and brisk as you can see from the other people all bundled up.
Way in the distance you can see the “high peaks” where the games were held deep in the heart of the mountain range.
New International Version (NIV)
7 How beautiful on the mountains
are the feet of those who bring good news,
who proclaim peace,
who bring good tidings,
who proclaim salvation,
who say to Zion,
“Your God reigns!”