CLOUD CHASING AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As the leaves begin their shift, a gentle breeze whispers over the branches, boughs. It brings with it the aroma of change and hope for weeks to come. The skies above are painted a palette of golds, oranges, reds. Like wisps of smoke drifts across this breathtaking vista, a dance of darkness and day. It's a epoch for reflection, for seeking solace