DRIFTING THROUGH AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As the leaves begin their shift, a gentle breeze whispers among the trees. It brings with it the smell of change and potential for moments to come. The heavens above transform into a tapestry of golds, oranges, reds. Puffs of heaven drifts across this ever-changing vista, a ballet of darkness and day. It's a time for reflection, for finding solace