Fall reminds us of the impermanence of life. As the leaves change, wither and float down from the trees we are invited to to look within, to allow pieces of our old selves to die.. to let them wither and fall away. As we are only a reflection of the nature we come from. The true wanderers know this. They are alchemists. A gypsy can make a home wherever she is, with the few treasures carried on her back. When it is time to move on she flows and moves into a new time and space where she now belongs. In certain seasons things must die. And only through the fall and winter can we arrive at spring, and to the rebirth of the flowers and ourselves. Every season is to be celebrated. Every step. Every breath.
Photography by Gabriella Marks
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