In the morning I got to see the campground dressed in flaming red. When I got out of my tent I was surrounded by red trees, it was quite a shock visually!
One of the hikes I took while hanging out at Kettle Moraine was on a portion of the Eagle segment of the Ice Age Trail which makes its way through the Scuppernong Prairie.
You can catch that gorgeous view right from Hwy 67, also known as Kettle Moraine Scenic Drive.
I parked at the little parking area and joined a few other folks out enjoying peak color. We had a lot of wind and rain last night, so it's probably been stripped of its glorious cloak of gold and russet.
What was really great was seeing the small clusters of Quaking Aspen, we don't have as many of those around here as they do out in Colorado.
The trees shivered and danced in the light wind, their leaves making a rustling sound that was delightfully delicate.
Even the boardwalk trail underneath them benefited from their bountiful golden gifts.
Out of the prairie and in to the forest there were more aspens and majestic oaks, and everyone was smiling freely, overflowing with joy at the sight of nature's last spectacle before retreating in the face of winter.
Soon we'll all be quaking in our winter boots, shivering and huddling and waiting for spring.