One aspect of moving out to Arizona which concerned me was missing the maples turning during fall. I went to grad school in Vermont, lived in the Shenandoah Valley, Virginia, for seven years and spent enough time in Wisconsin and Illinois to appreciate the grandeur of fall’s colors. Imagine my surprise when I discovered maples were just around the corner at Westfork Canyon, ten minutes north of Sedona.
Here’s five shots I took today. No manipulations–just the glory of nature in all her splendor.
Which one do you like best?