Yesterday, I felt the first shift into the next season. It’s summer now but fall is coming. It happened earlier this year, the change. It might not stay, but I don’t think so.

Returning to the country brought a lot of changes. Some of them took a little more time than others.

The one thing I noticed early on after my move was the changing seasons. I could see and feel it earlier out here than when living in the small city I’d previously called my world.

Out here, my eyes and the very essence of my being…have been opened.

That small city was even smaller than I thought and so was my thinking about myself.

Perhaps….a new season is arriving for me as well.