Autumn's Quiet Message
The trees in the cemetery are turning their fall colors again—slowly, boldly, without hesitation. There’s something quietly powerful about the way they shift from green to gold, from ordinary to extraordinary, as if reminding us that change is not only natural, but beautiful. In a place where stillness is part of the landscape, the branches whisper a different kind of message: that life continues to move, transform, and reveal new colors even in our most reflective spaces. Autumn doesn’t rush; it simply arrives—steadily, gracefully—inviting us to do the same. Maybe that’s the lesson the trees offer each year: that every season of life, even the solemn ones, carries its own kind of light. Always, Anna
