How’s Your Aspen?

So…we’ve established that I lied in my blog yesterday.  Fall is NOT my favorite time of year.  Just as an FYI, Spring is my fave.  (They – you know them – the people in charge of the world – say that you have an affinity for the season in which you were born.  In my case it’s true.)

But that’s not to say that Fall in Colorado doesn’t have its perks.  Because it does; one of which is that the Aspen trees seem to change their leaves all-at-the-same-time, thus creating fields of gold on the mountainsides.  It’s really quite beautiful.  But you have to catch them at their peak!  Otherwise they’re just a scrabbly mess of mottled yellow.

[I could mention here that I now have that Sting song “Fields of Gold” playing in my head:  You’ll remember me when the west wind moves, upon the fields of barley.  You can tell the sun, in his jealous sky, when we walked in fields of gold.  When we walked in fields of gold…when we walked in fields of gold…]

But I won’t mention it.  Because then YOU might say, “Actually, that wasn’t an 80’s song.  It was released in 1993 on the album Ten Summoner’s Tales.”  To which I might reply, “Screw you!  Three years on either side of the 80’s is CLOSE ENOUGH to the 80’s to be CONSIDERED the 80’s!!  Therefore I continue to RULE in the ‘80’s song for every moment in life’ game we have going.”

At which point we’d devolve into name calling and hair pulling and would miss the entire point of the blog, which is: I’m incredibly witty – even when it comes to aspen trees.

So let’s carry on, shall we?

Several years ago, when I first moved here, I created the following poem to capture the majesty of Fall in Colorado.  It goes like this:

Fall comes to the Mountain Peaks
And we wait and wait for just the right week
To answer for ourselves the eternal question
When, where, why and HOW’S YOUR ASPEN?!?

HARDY har har har.  Get it?!  ASS-BEEN?!??   HARDY HAR HAR HAR har har har harharharharharhar ass-been hardyharharharharhar

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