Uncle Brent: Where to?
Me: You tell me!
Uncle Brent: What do you want to shoot?
Uncle Brent: Well, like, there are a lot of Aspens in Utah. Can you narrow it down for me?
Me: Uhhhhh.... Aspens?
We drove around a lot.
Finally found this area where the ferns cover the forest floor, adorned in their fancy fall coat. It ended up being a nice morning, waiting for the Aspen bark to get that soft morning light glow and listening to the Elk trying to get laid.