I love this time of the year. We had a cool snap, and it was in the fifties this morning. We spent a weekend in the fall spirit—eating up the last of the basil by making pesto, using some of the last of our own herbs and veggies that we’ve grown this season—basil, thyme, tomatoes, peppers—to make pizza, and simmering locally grown apples in the crockpot all day. I was even able to settle in and sew all of the little one’s Junior Ranger and Junior Refuge badges onto a blue jean jacket. Tomorrow I will make a gluten free pear tart, and I’ve promised the family some non-gluten free pumpkin-chocolate chip muffins. Honestly, these are the days I am made for—settling into the family and into the season. Also, you gotta love it when the weather shifts to cooler temperatures for the daily runs. All around we had a nice, quiet weekend, and all is well for the week ahead.