Close your eyes. Breathe in the change of season…they say it will rain tonight. This time, I think they are right. The soil, desert-dry, needs the watering. The cool wind has begun this afternoon, through the canyons, and on to the hills. Not at all warm like the Santa Anas we often get, but cool, even coldish wind, beginning to clean, to make way for the rain. We are exposed up here on the side of the hill. But I sit, somewhat protected by new trees, and breathe in the change, the scent of the pre-rain. Even the world has begun to turn-over…

Its time to simplify, to cinch-in, to bring to rest. Its time to slide gently into a routine and rhythm. It is time for reasonable discipline, for decisions-to-complete tasks that have been waiting. Its time to try a new pound cake recipe and to finally buy the reusable grocery bags that I have been meaning to purchase.

Time to smell moist eucalyptus trees and wood-smoke mixed on the breeze. Its time to close my eyes and listen to the wind through the leaves.