This scene felt like stepping straight into the heart of autumn. The river wound quietly through the Great Smoky Mountains, its surface catching hints of blue sky as bright red, orange, and golden leaves framed the banks on both sides. Every gust of wind sent a soft rain of color drifting across the water, settling between the smooth stones. It was one of those perfect fall moments—peaceful, glowing, and impossibly rich with color—where the whole world felt wrapped in October light.
When the Trees Remember Fire
$25.00Price
This product can come in two formats:
- Matted
- Printed Photo Only