Show Autumn Leaves Put On Show By LOLA STOUT Saturday we looked at our untrimmed scraggly lawn and peeling house paint and go for a We reasoned that with the strong winds blowing across the there might be a big storm in the mountains and the leaves would come down We couldn't afford to miss them so we packed some tossed our sweaters into the car and left our irksome chores behind ONE OF our favorite rides is the loop through Parley's canyon to then south to Mirror Lake and down to From Karri as there is a choice of routes for the rest of the way Every time I drive through Parley's I weep inwardly for what's been done to it in the name of But there is still some beauty With its dense ground it is probably the most colorful of all our in the My husband looks like someone laid a multi-colored blanket over the IN A small was a burst of color so it seemed each color had been dabbed on with a huge brush and left without any My husband those colors could be used together in a living room and they would look all I was startled for a and then I course for they are color coordinated by the master WE STOPPED at the rest-stop east of to take a long look at the pocked red sandstone supporting their scraggly green and to up our with a short hike to the lookout If you want a quick climb that steep little path the next time you are As the road like a broad through the rolling sage-covered hills south of sun came through the car window in a distilled and I sat in a state of content to wait for the more spectacular scenery of the SOUTH FROM Evanston is some of most beautiful ranching country to be If I could name my piece of upon this earth one of those Wyoming ranches would be high on my Miles of green groves of and willow-banked streams arc spread in pastoral with the snow-capped blue Uin-tas for a At this time of the pastures where sheep and horses graze in goodly for all the like huge shag rugs blended in tones of and AS WE drove into the quaking aspen trees with their jewel-like nestled at the foot of the reaching The river danced and sparkled in the sun and the meadows were burnished When we reached Mirror the clouds were gathering gray and the wind was brisk enough to sway the pines and start their soughing We ate sandwich and walked pari way around the in deference to time ant drove We stopped at the look-out point to view Hayden that hulk of bare grey granite that thrusts into the for THE SOUTH side of the summit is rugged and Pines cling to rock ledges and silvered poles scattered down the attest to frequent snow The roads were damp in a few places and thin patches of recent snow hung on the north slopes like lace FARTHER we passed the Beaver Dam The only campers there were some sleek looking no doubt waiting for the fall As we drank in the beauty that is still here to my thoughts went bak to David of old and I hope he won't that I took liberty to paraphrase his famous twenty-third psalm a me into the high he me to receive of their He my Don't wait too long to take your autumn Those little snow patches reminded us that more will follow |