Spring is the time we talk of renewal, with buds just bursting to open to the warming weather. The denuded trees coming alive again with color and life excite the senses. The population circling Green Lake multiplies from the few stalwarts who walk the three-mile circumference rain or shine…or rain…to crowds celebrating the turn of the season. Yet, while I have come to love the renewal of Spring (having experienced little by way of seasonal shift during years in Southern California), it is Autumn that truly sets my heart alight. Professionally, the summer is a slack time. We had a chance to travel a bit – mostly locally, with one September trip to Lisbon with old friends. And now the leaves have turned and many are strewn in growing piles in our backyard. I recall when our lovely 21 year old daughter would explode with excitement as a kid at the prospect of jumping on big piles of leaves. The air smells so fresh. We are moving to a cozier time of year and as I write this the rain is falling outside, a candle is on the table and Tellemann is on Pandora. Perhaps it is because of our rhythm being dictated by school schedules, but things do seem to start up again in September after dozing during the summer. Thus, clients begin returning to the office and this work which is so fascinating and gratifying is renewed. New ideas for blog-posts start to percolate to the top of my consciousness and Autumn Resolutions get set. My book project will finally move to the place I can send the draft out to friends and colleagues for feedback. New marketing ideas come to the fore. New books to read are going to start piling up by the bed, or on my IPhone, as I am a big lover of Audible. Currently, I’m listening to and loving Flight Behavior written and read by Barbara Kingsolver and looking forward to the next one up – The Boys in the Boat, which my wife tells me is fantastic. I love reading history, and Rick Pearlstein’s book about the 60’s and 70’s, Nixonland, is a voyage back to a time I lived and have forgotten. Being in Berkeley during those years, I really wasn’t aware of how freaked out middle American was by the often violent changes occurring then. I turn 65 in a week and am finally starting to belatedly figure out what I have to do about Medicare. I am feeling quite blessed to be at this stage of life, healthy, loving my work, adoring my family and they tolerating my frequent ridiculousness. So, on to Fall, engagement and life. May you be blessed with love and the flow of your life in the coming months.