CLOUD CHASING AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As autumn's hues begin their transformation, a gentle breeze whispers through the branches, boughs. It hauls with it the smell of change and hope for days to come. The skies above take on a canvas of golds, oranges, reds. Like wisps of smoke drifts across this ever-changing vista, a symphony of darkness and day. It's a epoch for introspection, for