SOARING AMONG AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As foliage begin their shift, a gentle breeze whispers through the branches, boughs. It brings with it the smell of decay and promise for weeks to come. The heavens above take on a palette of golds, oranges, reds. Puffs of heaven drifts across this ever-changing vista, a ballet of contrast and color. It's a time for reflection, for finding solace