Joel and I took a road trip to Chicago this weekend to attend the temple and the symphony and to spend time with each other. Our weekend was, in a word, heavenly. I hope you don't mind the rehashing of it for a few days, because I definitely had my camera out plenty.
Fall came fast and furious here in the Upper Peninsula and we're in the thick of the colors. It is so gorgeous it makes me cry. Autumn has always been my favorite, but nothing compares to autumn up here. We're not quite in full blown color changes in town, but as we drove down toward Wisconsin, it took our breath away as it got more and more beautiful.
Here are lots of pictures, but just know that they really don't do the whole scene justice.
It was rainy and cold the day we left. This is the Quincy mine across the canal from our house, right before we left town on Friday morning.
About an hour or so from our house is this little town. I always love driving down the hill and seeing the cute white church.
Across the street from the church.
Also, we saw some wild turkeys along the side of the road. I thought they were kind of cute, although they weren't too keen on having their picture taken.
Coming back home today, the weather was much nicer, and we could see the brilliant blue sky that has always been my one of my favorite parts of fall (see, I like blue just fine!).
Proof that The Maestro was there, poofy hair and all.
I made Joel stop at a few places on the way. I especially loved Lake Plumbago (I think that's what it's called), but there are a few pictures here of other places too.
And more proof of our presence amongst the leaves...I was there too!
More of our heavenly weekend coming soon...