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Golden Afternoon

One of my most memorable times in the Rocky Mountains was the autumn afternoon I spent wandering amidst a golden aspen grove. The day was warm, the sky a pure-blue tinged with white clouds, and the breezes sweeping up from the valley below created a constant shimmering sound from the quaking aspen leaves above me. I spent the entire afternoon in this grove, letting my surroundings soak deep into my soul to tide me over for the coming winter.