I flew into Spain the day after Thanksgiving for a short trip, and I didn’t have much time to take photos the way I usually do. Still, a few moments stood out — golden leaves scattered across quiet benches, the Spanish flag waving under a pale sky, and Madrid glowing at night with a massive Christmas tree in the center of it all. The season was shifting, and even in such a short visit, there was something about the atmosphere I couldn’t forget.

Even a glimpse felt like a story — this was just the preview.