by Louis Comfort Tiffany, Erin Hanson and Paul Lehr

A gentle path of sunlit stones meanders through a radiant forest, where golden light pours like honey through the sheltering arms of ancient trees. Everywhere, marigolds ignite the undergrowth with bursts of orange, each petal catching and reflecting the warmth of the fading day. The trunks, painted in shades of violet and blue, rise as silent guardians, their branches interlacing to form a cathedral of light and color. Beyond, the hills drift softly into the haze, an invitation to wander and lose oneself in the promise of evening. Here, every leaf and blossom seems to hum with life, the air perfumed with the memory of summer. The scene glows with gentle possibility:a place where beauty soothes, hope unfolds, and time pauses in a golden breath. 🌅 I feel a deep serenity looking at this landscape, as if my soul were invited to stroll quietly along this luminous path, hand in hand with wonder.