Autumn landscape

The hills burn with Autumn’s leaves, a chorus celebrating the mundane mayhem that announces another season when trees shed any pretense of modesty. The future is cloudy while the skies echo the sun’s brushstrokes and compete for my attention. I don’t complain about the cold — seasons are cyclical so we just pedal faster.

Autumn landscape

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