“Autumnal equinox an' midsummer in Southern Hemisphere. Temperate climates, illuminate o’ aureate embellish.”

{🍁🎧🧣} Fallen leaves, dark green and brown tones predominate in the shade, whose strands are blown by the wind, spilling over the misty streets, be it winter or cold autumn, covering the varieties. Everything was still gray until the event was over, the pounding had subsided to change with anxiety, worried about what awaited behind the steep rocky road, was a deep and wide abyss ready to swallow them up? Or a beautiful garden that is radiant and heavenly. There are many future goals without knowing where it will end, they only know how slow and how small the steps are for sure they will continue to practice with a tired body, of course they need to rest sometimes. An invincible passion awaits us at the end.