I love the fall. It is absolutely my favorite time of year. The crispness in the air, the smells of the season, windows open and seeing the leaves change. It signals the harvest, the time where the hard work of spring and summer would bring in the bounty. I was raised in the mid-west and though I have never lived on a farm, I saw many years of autumn harvests. The golden glow of the fields on the horizon ready to be harvested still generate feelings of gratefulness and blessings. I love the fall….can you smell the nutmeg from the pumpkin bread? Its fresh from the oven – let me serve you a slice.
