The season in Alaska is over for this year and the locals bid farewell to the influx of workers and tourists that come to visit.This enchanting place has stolen my heart and as long as I am able I will return again and again.
The signs began weeks ago, feeling the summer start to turn to fall.
The fireweed topped out and went to seed, blowing on the wind like the snow that will soon fly. The termination dust that came to Denali weeks earlier made its way south to Anchorage, covering the tops of the mountains like powdered sugar. The last of the Salmon were running up the fresh water streams that would soon freeze over and create pathways for the animal and humans when the snow has covered the land.
The local residents were busy chopping wood, putting on their studded tires and winter-proofing their houses. Soon the dog sleds and snow machines will become the main mode of transportation in the bush of Alaska.
The birds and squirrels were constantly feeding and storing food for the long winter. The bears were eating the last of the salmon and the abundance of berries available before going into their dens.
Soon the leaves will drop from the trees and it will grow cold and quiet as winter comes to the last frontier, waiting for spring to emerge and the workers and visitors to migrate back to this wonderful place.
