SOARING AMONG AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As foliage begin their transformation, a crisp breeze whispers over the canopy. It carries with it the fragrance of decay and hope for days to come. The skies above are painted a palette of golds, oranges, reds. Puffs of heaven drifts across this ever-changing vista, a ballet of light and shadow. It's a season for introspection, for finding solace