CLOUD CHASING AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As foliage begin their descent, a refreshing breeze whispers among the branches, boughs. It hauls with it the smell of renewal and hope for weeks to come. The skies above are painted a canvas of golds, oranges, reds. Like wisps of smoke drifts across this shifting vista, a dance of darkness and day. It's a season for reflection, for seeking solace