First Autumnal Morning
I started working before it was light and then took some time to stretch and move when it started to get light, and the sky was all sorts of pretty colors.

I started working before it was light and then took some time to stretch and move when it started to get light, and the sky was all sorts of pretty colors.

What does it mean to be free? To feel free? To honor other people’s freedom while embracing our own?
