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By evening, my Halloween hat had grown tired of sitting on the table. The moon was out, and someone had a broom. I Well, that hat wasn’t going to stay on the table forever. All day, it had been perched on a skull, looking fabulous among Ali’s pumpkins. But as evening arrived, its ribbons began to stir. Its feathers fluttered. Somewhere outside, a broom was waiting. You don’t put that much effort into a hat just to leave it home on Halloween. So off it went, taking a witch alo

A handmade hat, Ali’s fabric pumpkins, and a little bird dressed for the occasion. My Halloween decorations come with happy memories and a few hot glue burns. Looking at my Halloween decorations, I see the people who helped bring them together. My friend Cheri’s hat workshop, my daughter Ali’s creativity, and a few encounters with a hot glue gun have all contributed to this little gathering. That fabulous witch’s hat came with a few burns. Mine. My friend Cheri held a hat wor

The last tree here to turn and lose its leaves gives us a magnificent farewell to the season. Our maple takes its time. It’s the very last tree here to turn and lose its leaves, and when its colors finally arrive, the view outside our door is glorious. This familiar tree gives me another way to recognize the abundance of the season. Fall’s Everyday Abundance I didn’t know there was a fall harvest of artichokes. But last week, while my sister Suzi was visiting from Alabama, we