Since I was a child, I have loved the colors of the Autumn…a season of beauty and reflection. The relentless annual restoration begins with letting go…allowing the cares and burdens of the year to fall away into an insignificance that has a beauty all its own, in the far corners of our memory. Sweet sorrow…glorious sadness…covered with grace and the promise that a new dawn, a new Spring awaits…just over the horizon… Many thanks to my dear friend for this photo. Not my own…but it moves me. Missing ‘home’…