DRIFTING THROUGH AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As foliage begin their transformation, a crisp breeze whispers through the canopy. It hauls with it the smell of decay and potential for weeks to come. The cloudscape above take on a palette of golds, oranges, reds. Puffs of heaven drifts across this shifting vista, a ballet of light and shadow. It's a time for contemplation, for searching solace