Technically, they are the last greens of the second day of fall, but that lacked the "ring." Continuing my theme of inappropriate footwear, I walked the Painted Rocks path in one Dansko and a walking cast yesterday.
I left the studio in beautiful hazy sunlight, endured blinding sunlight on the drive, only to have a giant black cloud take over the second I parked my car at the trailhead. At first I was disappointed about the change in light, but the cold dark skies seemed to warm up the yellowing grasses and---my favorite part---the pink-kissed olives in the shrubs to the left.