The season has definitely changed.  The leaves are now showing autumn colors and I'm going to be reading the paper about football games.  Then this morning I will go to church earlier for choir practice.  Besides that it is getting a little frosty in the early morning.  I like the fall season.  Used to like the winter season too, but now it is too cold for me.  But I have to put those chilly thought away and just enjoy what is happening right now.  The grand kids are all back in school or many there for the 1st time.  And our routine has begun.  It presents me with another year that is different for me because it is the close of my 66th and shortly the beginning of my 67th! (That's the very first time I thought of it with that number!!!)  Wow. that may not resonate with you, but 67 sure does with  me.  I have to acknowledge a very different season in my life and I'm not sure that I am ready to do that.  Bur, really, I have no choice.  Being a father and a grandfather, that seemed to be so natural.  But 67, that is awkward.  I do now see all kinds of signs to confirm it, but accepting them as my reality, that seems a more difficult task.  Who's going to tell me how to behave?  Heck, those mentors are all dead!  Guess I'll  just keep stumbling forward as I have for the first 66 and see how it goes.