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Show Colors... They are the real talk of the town this week. Rusty red will be the color of the bricks used on the sidewalks of Main Street. In the late afternoon there is the gray of chimney smoke curling up into the evening air like the pipe smoke of some distinguished old gentleman. . The creamy white of the fog creeping over the mountain and gently sliding down into the canyons. But it is the vibrant reds and oranges and yellows that have appeared suddenly that have everyone now on notice. Like a carefully stitched patchwork quilt the mountain is pieced together with a warm cover. Soon the quilt will be replaced by the stark white downy blanket which will erase all traces of falls' warmth. For those of you scanning the page to find the usual people places and things found here, I apologize for the somewhat generic, no-name nature of this piece. But as I write, it is dreary, foggy, moddy weather; breezy, sunny phrases are somehow clouded from my mind. Maybe, it's just a delusion brought on by the weather but at least for the weekend the incessant noise has been stilled. The shrew-like whinning of tractors and backhoes is mercifully missing. There is a hush that seems to whisper, this is a special time. Enjoy the quiet. Covet the peace. The Gump and Ayers ski boards which have been empty allsummetwere filled in at Alpha Beta this week. It read: Conditions Excellent. 14 inches of new dust at the Summit with a solid 8 inches of dust at the base. Brown is a valid color this week, it is a muddy shade of a town full of huge holes begging to be hidden before "the season." The crazy patterns of growth and change have created a confusing image of a town wearing plaids with stripes - a lot seems not , to match. Political campaigns are usually viewed as red. white and blue. Unless, of course, you have ever actually been in one, then they seem to be colored black and blue. Don't forget, Friday is the last day to show your colors if you intend to run for either City Council or Mayor. Tweedy colors are the meat and potatoes of fall weather; hunter green, hot chocolate brown with flecks amber embers. They strike a vein with me as a cozy settling time of year. Take time this week to notice the colors changing around you; by next week Park City promises to be an entirely different artist's palette... |