“As the sun finally broke the sloped mountain horizon and cast that beautiful autumnal morning light upon the sloped aspen treetops, radiating their golden warming glow to the cold tree-trunks below, I was reminded just how special the Spirit of this time of morning and year is, so fraught in glory – like there should be a way to wed into one word both 'Autumn' and 'Morning' – the unity of which special enough in whole to be an entity of its own.” ~ Jack Mountain

Photographed on the Waterline Road, a publicly unused forest road near Flagstaff's Inner Basin and Lockett Meadow.