Fall Leaves and Wildflowers

To paraphrase the poet Robert Frost,

"I took the road less traveled by and that has made all the difference....."

The leaves were just beginning to change as I made my way over the mountains of Southern Utah on my way to the Plein Air Escalante Canyon Arts Festival.

I took a few photos through the windshield as we drove through the soft rain.

On the scenic route of Highway 12

we drove through a portion of Bryce Canyon National Park.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 

                                                     ROBERT FROST