Like millions of other photographers, when fall comes I'm unable to resist the color, even though I know that every conceivable photograph of Rocky Mountain aspen trees has already been taken, often by more patient landscape photographers than I (an aside -- did you see the discouraging news piece about an art installation that filled several rooms of a gallery with small prints of every single image uploaded to flickr in a 24-hour period?). Still, it's beautiful out for those fleeting few weeks, and those of us that live in the Northern Rockies know that when that color is gone, we face a black and white world of wind, blowing snow, and cold fingers for 6-7 months, depending on the year. So out we go, just to enjoy it while it lasts. The image above is from one such outing, and a passing thunderstorm set off the landscape for me. It's nice when the sky cooperates by filling itself with something other than crystal blue skies.
Photo information: Nikon D700, 28mm lens, ISO 400, 1/160 handheld, f16
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