A tree stands naked before me, majestic in height with branches long and strong. The branches jut out in all directions but mostly reach for the sky. The sky is big, bold, bright, and so very blue; clouds are noticeably absent. Hawks gently glide through the air and circle from above, looking down on the green tufts of grass and watching as leaves gently cascade from the trees. A light breeze billows against my skin. The sun tilted at an angle provides mild warmth on my face. The leaves rustle in the wind, riding on a limb one last time before letting go into the cool sunset of autumn.