The golden hues of fall are prevalent but as Fran mentioned yesterday the reds the seem to be not as brilliant as usual.
The cloud formations and the fog dissipating over the hills added some mystique to the views that I never tire of.
this morning something woke me outside the bedroom window around four, looked out and the northern lights were sure putting on a show. No photos.
I arose again at five and the show was still going on both west and east, though in a more muted form.