DRIFTING THROUGH AUTUMN'S EMBRACE

As the leaves Finely Ground Herbs begin their shift, a gentle breeze whispers through the branches, boughs. It hauls with it the smell of renewal and potential for weeks to come. The heavens above transform into a palette of golds, oranges, reds. Puffs of heaven drifts across this ever-changing vista, a symphony of darkness and day. It's a season