DRIFTING THROUGH AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As foliage begin their transformation, a crisp breeze whispers over the trees. It hauls with it the smell of renewal and potential for days to come. The heavens above are painted a tapestry of golds, oranges, reds. Like wisps of smoke drifts across this shifting vista, a symphony of darkness and day. It's a season for introspection, for searching