The land of scorching heat has taken a turn for the cooler weather we will have for a few months now.
Yesterday was a day of constant rain showers and intermittent, though brief, sunshine.
The big tree in our front yard has become its name - a red maple.
It contrasts nicely with the green and gold leaves of other neighborhood flora.
The view toward the mountains is framed with those colors.
I couldn't help but think of my California plein air painter, Lana, when I gazed at that view.
Further north in Flagstaff there has been a light dusting of snow.
Old Man Winter is not far away, I fear.
Further north in Flagstaff there has been a light dusting of snow.
Old Man Winter is not far away, I fear.
