On our way to the mountains, saw the pumpkin festival sign, an invitation of fall already. We travel through different seasons on this same road, like seeing different make-up, different looks of an old friend. The road has seen different looks on us as well, the happy joyful version, the stressful depressed version, we are part of its scenery too.
Due to a forest fire close by, we got a red sun, it glows like a button on canvas. Today’s stage setting is a little different, as always.
