CLOUD CHASING AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As foliage begin their transformation, a crisp breeze whispers among the branches, boughs. It hauls with it the fragrance of decay and potential for days to come. The cloudscape above take on a tapestry 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 reflection,