CLOUD CHASING AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As the leaves begin their shift, a refreshing breeze whispers over the branches, boughs. It carries with it the smell of renewal and hope 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 dance of light and shadow. It's a epoch for contemplation, for sea