Drowning in fallen leaves of gold, orange and brown the hidden driveway crunches under our feet with the dry rustling leaf litter. Over the gate that stops us from adventuring further it runs straight up between the towering tree trunks to a hidden mansion we can only imagine.
Leaving us wondering what's just out of view as we stroll past the solid white gates on this fine Autumn day we look for glimpses between the hanging leaves. The dappled sunshine shines down upon the secret house at the far end of the shadowed drive tormenting us further. If only we could enter and explore.