Sapna Reddy, MD
After an autumn rain, mist rises from a stream in Smoky Mountain National Park. As the storm clouds part, shafts of golden light permeate through the forest showcasing the freshly washed autumn colors. I felt like I was in a dream.
Artwork, Vol 5: Iss 2
After an autumn rain, mist rises from a stream in Smoky Mountain National Park.
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