In the Path of Beauty

We stand outside, deliberately placing ourselves in the path of falling leaves, burnt orange and candy apple red trees, and a rising sun.

We have places to be and things to do, but right now, we stand here, absorbing the colors and smells of autumn. It feels like a cozy blanket around us; it smells like smokey campfires; it sounds like the sharp crunch of acorns and crisp crackle of leaves beneath our shoes.

We walk on, observing with everything we can bring to the moment.


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