I’m a cell phone picture taker, not sure that qualifies as a photographer, but I’m still in heaven.  😊  Me and Coco go to the river every day, one of three accesses, and I take pictures every time, just can’t help it.  The river runs at the base of the Bitterroot Mountains, and the two of them put on such a good show.  Each season is awesome, and now I’m as pleased as can be to enjoy another autumn. 

There are no deep reds of anything native here, though all the local neighborhoods are splashed with shades of red maples.  Our local birch, willows, cottonwoods and dogwoods still know how to put on a show.  The colors are remarkable and can actually seem to be glowing!

Whether looking straight up through the birch or straight down, where willow leaves paper the ground artistically, there is pretty.  Just leaves floating in a backwater pond are a picture!

The angle of the sun can highlight the number of shades that yellow can come in, or back light with rays of gold.

It seems every few feet there’s another perfect composition.  How to decide?  At one access the river hums slowly by, allowing for reflections that sing out for me to capture them.

Just walking Coco to one of her favorite “get her feet wet” spots, we find scenery begging for attention.  We met a nice couple setting up to fly fish, who graciously posed for the classic Montana shot (and gave permission to use it).

Though it’s easy to enjoy this scenery alone, there are young and old, cell phones users and expensive-equipment photographers, casual walkers and dogs walking their owners out enjoying the display.  It’s fun to share and exclaim over the marvels before us, savoring what we can before the next show starts.  I hope you enjoyed it too!