Autumn Whispers. Weary eyes scanning down the road ahead. Rolling hills, twists and turns, no time for sleep but dreams are racing through my mind. The blanket of darkness slowly rolls away from the horizon, revealing the day ahead. The skies were clear only an hour ago, stars twinkling in the night but now as the blackness recedes, a veil of morning fog begins to roll through the valleys I traverse. So many souls call out to be seen along the drive, but I must choose carefully this morn as I have limited mobility and most of these backroads have limited spots to pull over. Still mending from a broken foot, I need to find an easy to get to location with minimal walking involved.