Enjoying a crisp, cold Autumn day in the woods, surrounded by brightly colored trees. Some leaves leisurely dance on their way down, to join the many other hues that have already carpeted the forest floor! Doesn't this serve as a gentle reminder that the process of letting go doesn't have to be somber?
“Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.”
~ Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing
“Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.”
~ Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing