The Days of Black and White.

Moving into the winter time, it always drains the colors from everything. I don't mind it because it makes for some really good B&W photos. Although, seeing the colors change always reminds me of my childhood growing up here in Utah. Walking down main street, hearing the leaves crunch, facing a cold wind.

Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love noticing the first colors starting to change on the trees. Seeing the bright reds, yellows, oranges all across the mountains is one of my favorite sights. But once that's gone, and the winter creeps in, everything is monochrome.