The sunless grey sky releases an afternoon rain pushing leaves beginning to transition to bright yellows and deep reds. Each drop’s ripple in the pond, each leaf that falls through wind and rain a reminder of nature’s course in time and the fragile thread we all cling to.
What more can I ask for, what more can I expect, than the colors of autumn calming the chaos within.
Early morning sunrise, a preview of winter.
The road home, over the hill, into the sky.