There’s a magical place in the California Sierra Nevada mountains that transforms from a very pretty area during most of the year into a wondrous palette of autumn colors, the likes we don’t normally get to see on the West Coast. Granted, the types of trees and colors are not in par with the Northeast, but Californians can enjoy a little piece of fall colors here.
Words don’t help describe the colors and beauty of this place, so I’ll just post some photos for your pleasure. Besides, with the political climate and rhetoric being what it is this second week of November, I have run out of words and feel the need for some quiet beauty in my life!
Before the magic begins:
And then this happens: