The grandeur and pride of Colorado lies in the golden hues of the aspen tree, a whispering poet in nature's grand ballad. Its slender, silvery-white trunks stand tall, like lovers intertwined in a timeless dance beneath the clear, warm autumn skies. In the heart of Autumn, the aspen tree becomes a canvas of fiery passion, ablaze with hues of gold, crimson, and amber.

This tree symbolizes everything Colorado to me. Walking in groves of aspen, leaves quaking in the wind sounds like home to me, the soft slanting sunlight of fall turns the leaves into shimmering jewels that dance in the breeze. As a native of Colorado, this tree speaks to me of connection, of setting roots in the wild places where you feel whole.