CLOUD CHASING AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As autumn's hues begin their shift, a crisp breeze whispers among the branches, boughs. It hauls with it the smell of decay and promise for days to come. The heavens above take on a tapestry of golds, oranges, reds. Like wisps of smoke drifts across this ever-changing vista, a dance of darkness and day. It's a season for introspection, for finding