The Fall mist quietly arrived, a veil of haze scattered tiny droplets upon the slumbering grass. The brown crumpled leaves nestled between each blade of grass, longing for their life force which let them go. All things in nature trying to hang on before finally acknowledging the cold winter air will put them to rest. Finally peace comes as the frigid winter casts its seasonal shadow upon the countryside. Rest easy o’ beautiful land, that your splendor may return yet again.