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First Snow: Check!

It happened. It snowed. It snowed back in Aril when I was just visiting, but this was the real thing where it stuck all over the trees and cars and ground. September 23rd, first snow of the season, and I lived! Plus, it had melted by the next day. The mountains are GORGEOUS though!



After that random bout of winter, fall took over. It doesn't get warmer than 50, the leaves are changing color and falling, and it's raining more often than not. I'm not gonna lie...I've really been enjoying my new stylish coats and drinking chai tea lattes on a regular basis. Cory and I took a short drive to Birchwood where we explored Beach Lake and caught these views...



If only this season would last longer than a month. The freezing cold (aka the age of darkness) is on it's way, but I'm doing my best to take in my surroundings now without dwelling so much on what's to come. I still find myself stopping now and then thinking "Holy crap, I actually live here!" It's not the easiest place to live, but God sure has filled it abundantly with blessings.

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  1. linda tOctober 2, 2013 at 6:29 PM

    I went with Randy to Alaska in 2000 when he had a concert tour. It was in October and the fall colors were so brilliant. And the mountains were covered in snow. The perfect backdrop to the changing colors. So beautiful! We were visiting friends in Kenai and it snowed the night we were there and all their gorgeous flowers were covered in snow. Love your blog posts Cathy. Keep em coming!

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  2. LaunieOctober 3, 2013 at 6:04 AM

    So beautiful! Not many get to see the Alaskan Fall! (cause it barely exists!)

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