We stopped on the lower edge of Jerome to snap a couple of photos of the color in the trees and brush.
But the real treat was when we got to the Valley itself and saw all the cottonwood trees along the river in their brilliant gold colors for Autumn.
It is simple to track the course of the river as it wends its way through the area.
The moisture loving cottonweed trees lead the way with their brilliance.
We used to live in an apartment on a bluff looking down on the river and enjoyed seeing the trees changing color as the temperatures dropped.
We were directly above a large open field that occasionally flooded in the spring and apparently held water through the summer because every year a huge throng of Canada geese would fly in and land there for a few days on their journey south.
But that's another story.
