Spring shows up like a promise.
More light.
More warmth.
More reasons to get out of the house.

And somehow… more to carry.

I don’t know about you, but autumn always makes me slow down. Maybe it’s the crunch of leaves underfoot, or how the trees suddenly turn these fiery reds and golds, and then… they just let it go. Nature doesn’t fight it. It just happens. And somehow? It’s beautiful.