Fall Has Fell. Winter Hasn't Come, But It's Colder Than We'd Really Like It To Be.

Just a few weeks ago it was fall in the mountains, now the colors of autumn have come to Boise.

We first noticed the leaves turning in the parks.

Boise is called the city of trees, and for good reason.

Then the brilliant colors spread to every street.

There are also plenty of evergreens, and the contrast between
the vivid reds, oranges, and yellows against the dark greens
and the deep blue of the sky is breathtakingly beautiful.

There are masses of brilliant color everywhere. Since neither of us
have ever lived in a place that had four full seasons before,
this is a new experience for us, one we're loving so far.
Come February, we may be feeling differently, but so far, we're in awe.

To us, it already feels like winter. Since we're on the far west of the time zone (Boise is as far west as Indio, California, but an hour ahead), it doesn't get light until around 7:30 or 8:00, so we're having to get up in the dark. The temperature has been dropping into the mid-thirties at night with highs in the low fifties during the day. To a Southern Californian, those are winter temps.

The other night, a storm blew in and when we woke up the mountains
around Boise were dusted with the first snow of the season.

All in all, it's a gorgeous time of year here, and our dread of
what's to come is making it all the sweeter.

P.