An Ode To Fall

All Beautiful, Colors

Dropping Effortlessly Fluttering, Grounded

Hunting Including Johnson Kin, Legendary

Mornings Nothing-but Olfactory Prestige, Quintessential

Ringed Smoke Trembles, Upward

Vexing Weather, ‘Xtreme

Yellow, Zen

Happy Fall Everyone! The structured poem above is meant to capture the color, smells, transition, and culture of what fall means to me. But it certainly is a season that has many meanings to many people. Fall is already completed in Fairbanks, but here are a variety of fall colors taken from the Fairbanks and Denali regions with guest contributions from my Dad, Chuck Johnson. He was able to capture some wonderful colors when they visited in August!

What does fall mean to you? And has it already come-and-passed where you are? I would love to hear!

Bear Berry – Castner Glacier

(C) Chuck Johnson. Fireweed along the Denali Highway

(C) Chuck Johnson. Fall colors along the Denali Highway

(C) Chuck Johnson. This capture of a transitiioning dwarf birch is stunning!

Fall colors in a stream in Denali National Park

Trapped leaves in Denali National Park

A mosaic hillside of color in Denali National Park

A lone birch at Creamers Field, Fairbanks, Alaska

Birch Stand, Creamers Field, Fairbanks, Alaska

The Bench – a stopping spot in Creamer’s Field, Fairbanks, Alaska

Golden Glory, the Boreal Trail at Creamers Field, Fairbanks, Alaska