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?