The Changing Seasons: How I observe them in The Rockies
My mountain is my thermometer. It's right there, visible, and telling me the change of seasons better than my thermometer can.
Looking out at the mountains in front of my home, I can watch Winter "coming down the mountain" as the first snow covers the very top, and subsequent snows steadily cover the remainder.
As the snow level descends, so do the average highs and lows displayed on the outdoor thermometer, but the mountain is the best reflection of what is coming as Winter arrives.
As the weather warms at the end of each winter, I watch the snow melting and green beginning to appear as Spring "climbs" up the mountain.
My west side of the mountain never retains any snow, even at its peak, for the Summer temperatures of July and August are hot enough to melt the snow that remained at the end of spring.
I like to think of the snow's disappearance as if Summer had climbed over the mountain, for indeed there is a small glacier on the east side of the mountain that keeps Robert Redford's Sundance Resort a little cooler even in the heat of Summer.
Fall with its increasing coolness is still displayed on the mountain. Gradually the leaves of the scrub oak and aspens on the mountainside change into their Halloween colors, and Fall is here once more.
The sounds of local football games and the marching bands echo off the mountainside, and I watch to see when Winter will once again be "coming down the mountain" to usher in another year, another cycle.
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