I love the fall. I've never viewed it as the end of something because it is in itself so rich in color for the eyes; chill for the touch; crackling for the ears; scents for the nose. The darkness of standard time signals more time spent inside surrounded by the things I've collected in my life and the hearty foods I like to prepare only when the temperature lends itself. Truly exciting to me. And, November has a wonderful sound when I say it aloud to myself.

Peg--great thread and to each of you above my post, what beautiful thoughts.

bflat