DRIFTING THROUGH AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As foliage begin their shift, a refreshing breeze whispers among the branches, boughs. It brings with it the aroma of decay and hope for weeks to come. The skies above transform into a tapestry of golds, oranges, reds. Like wisps of smoke drifts across this shifting vista, a ballet of darkness and day. It's a season for contemplation, for seeking