My favorite season has arrived at last!  Cool evenings, jacket weather, crunching through mounds of fallen leaves, cutting open pumpkins and scooping out and roasting their unborn children…these are the days I live for. Spring and summer just don’t have that mystique, and although I love winter too, winter embodies a different mind set entirely. To me autumn means gathering the harvest and preparing for the cold weather ahead, when one’s thoughts start to turn inward and pensive as one sits by the fire.