I know Fall is truly here because it's finally cool enough to warrant wearing a sweater and socks in my home. I like to put off turning on the furnace as long as possible! We also had potato soup and homemade rolls yesterday for dinner (along with cake and ice cream), another indicator. My dad grew the potatoes in his summer garden and my sister makes the best homemade rolls ever. Mom still makes her own frosting (not from a can) and almost always adds peanut butter, her secret ingredient. One of my best qualities, I feel, is that I always look forward to and enjoy the upcoming season. I love how nature moves us along and tells us when to get energized or when to slow down and enjoy simple things; when to be outward or when it's time to bring it inside. I'm ready for FHE by firelight, playing "Go Fish" in our jammies and having (almost) everyone I love at my home to carve the turkey and pronounce our annual "I'm grateful for . . . " sparkling cider toasts. I can smell the pie already.
