As my grandmother used to say, “The season is a changing.”
I can happily say that Fall is upon us. The weather has cooled down and we’ve even had our first rainstorm here in California’s Central Valley. Okay, it wasn’t exactly a storm, but it was rain! With the cooler weather, it seems that I get a lot more reading done. Maybe that’s because I’m not outdoors as much.
To quench my thirst for reading, [Read more…] about As my grandmother used to say, “The season is a changing.”



Last month I turned 52 years old. Happy belated Birthday to me! Back in my twenties and thirties, I remember saying to myself, “fifty is old.” I clearly remember looking at people over fifty as somehow not relevant to what I was doing in my own life. How is it that one could see someone twenty or thirty years older than them, and not look forward into their own soul and 


