SOARING AMONG AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As the leaves begin their descent, a gentle breeze whispers through the trees. It carries with it the fragrance of decay and promise for days to come. The skies above take on a canvas of golds, oranges, reds. Puffs of heaven drifts across this ever-changing vista, a ballet of contrast and color. It's a time for introspection, for searching solace