Once upon a time I lived in a villa for a few months...

From the days we drank red wine by the litre for less than a handful of euros.

Saw her last week for a little advice on a direct address to the heavens.

Nice to kick my feet back with a little family history.

The wintry sleet beneath my feet, makes me think...

Fall fights back.

A cold day covered in colorful blankets.

Red.

A comfy place I dream of sitting in with a steaming cup of coffee over the coming break...

A leaf captured in time or rock vs. paper.

The color of fall in Indiana.

Your move, grasshopper...

The burnished brightness of the leaves falling from the trees, kindles in me the desire for the warmth of fire.

The colors of Lafayette's bountiful harvest.

My eyes on the world, filled with wide wonder.

I'm but a shadow of the boy I once was...

Another fall cycle is upon us.

Hiding in plain sight.

All the industry decays away.

The verdure of nature.