We Rise From Autumn

As the cold breath of autumn whispers through the distant, isolated countryside house, nestled amidst the vast expanse of pine forests, there's a sense of anticipation in the air. The crisp chill of the breeze serves as a gentle reminder of the changing seasons. Yet, amidst the solitude, there's a quiet strength found in preparing for the colder days ahead—a cozy hearth awaiting crackling fires, shelves stocked with preserves, and the reassuring embrace of nature's quiet resilience. We are not resisting the dark, monochromatic days ahead. We welcome the cold from which some day we shall again greet the cheeky rays of sunlight.