DRIFTING THROUGH AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As autumn's hues begin their descent, a gentle breeze whispers among the trees. It brings with it the smell of change and hope for days 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 light and shadow. It's a time for introspection, for seeking solace