Slanted sunbeams dance on falling leaves as they slowly pirrouette and join others on the ground.

Twisty Trails A pathway beckons, inviting me to enter a world quieted by moss and trees.

A quick walk to clear my head, that's really all I need. But a field beckons and wildflowers call. I am drawn to them like I'm drawn to...

Barren branches, arms raised high. Standing tall, proud, unashamed. The mystery of interwoven limbs is slowly revealed, exposed to eyes...

Sometimes, seasons flow into one another effortlessly, graciously, making way for a new phase of life. But sometimes seasons collide, one...