Living in the Southeast, the first hint of Autumn is a drop in humidity, followed by crisp evening air.
Autumn also coincides with the start of football, my favorite sport. This weekend I dug out my favorite Fall candle, Moonlight Harvest. Its mysterious scent always sparks a reflective mood and from there I evaluate the year and life.
Autumn is for harvest. A reaping of what we’ve sown. This year I took a deeper step into writing, finally joining a critique group. In parenting, I have had to step back, remembering my mother’s words. “I’ve taught you the best I can, now it’s up to you.”
What have you sown this year?