We've been waiting for that perfect time when the leaves are in their peak of color to go for a nice drive to enjoy them. Well after some big storms this weekend, lots of the leaves were already blown off the trees, so we never got that "perfect timing." That didn't stop us from making the best of things and enjoying what was left of the leaves. We piled in the car on Sunday afternoon and drove all around town. Even if the leaves weren't as fantastic as we'd hoped, the night was made when we spotted a field with 8 deer just grazing away. Bridger had had some stomach issues and didn't enjoy the drive quite as much as the rest of us. Poor boy.
And I love living in a place that getting stuck behind a local farmer with his tractor full of logs is just the norm.













