SOARING AMONG AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As foliage begin their transformation, a crisp breeze whispers through the trees. It carries with it the smell of change and promise for days to come. The skies above are painted a canvas of golds, oranges, reds. Puffs of heaven drifts across this ever-changing vista, a dance of darkness and day. It's a epoch for reflection, for seeking solace in