FROM INFINITE HUES of color in the wildflowers to the shades of brown and gray contouring the jagged peaks of the Rockies and the fiery leaves of autumn announcing the coming of winter, Colorful Colorado lives up to its nickname. Every September, thousands of visitors flock to mountain passes and ski towns to breathe in the crisp air as they hike through changing colors. For the past six years, I have been lucky enough to explore Colorado in every season. I have fallen in love with a very particular short span of time, one when you can lie in a grove of aspen with an orange sky above, steady your heart to the sound of a calm breeze in the trees around you, and close your eyes to the gentle kiss of falling leaves on your face.