Golden leaves blaze against the water’s edge, their fiery reflection rippling in the cool lake. A crisp breeze rustles through the trees, carrying the scent of damp earth and fallen foliage. The scene hums with quiet energy—nature’s fleeting brilliance before winter’s hush.
Golden leaves rustle as the shepherd pauses, his dog alert beside him. Sheep graze lazily in the crisp autumn light, their wool blending with the fiery hues of the hills. A quiet moment stretches between man and nature, undisturbed but for the whisper of wind through the trees.