We seem to have sold our wonderful cabin retreat and have spent last week end and will spend next week end prepping it for the new buyers. To close on Nov. 14. Fall is definitely a time of letting go, and there is a bittersweetness to letting go of something that was once so dear.

Shakespeare says it much better than me:

"That time of year thou mayst in me behold,
When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou seest the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self that seals up all in rest.
In me thou seest the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie
As the death-bed whereon it must expire,
Consumed with that which it was nourished by.
This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long. "

Loving and letting go.

What have you released this Autumn?