As much as I look forward to a cool autumn, it just hasn’t made an appearance. In fact, our deck is not at all appealing, with the temperature reaching ninety three degrees this afternoon. The joy of being an artist is that I can go to the beach, create a snow scene, or remember with fondness a special morning near Steamboat Springs, Colorado. Driving down the mountain, I was caught up in the moment by the light shining through the brush beneath the trees. We stopped and took some photos, and I just couldn’t wait to capture this setting. It’s still one of my favorite memories. I hope you enjoy this one also. I like to remind my students to hang onto those memories. They’ll come back to bless you when you need them the most!