“Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wild flowers will come up where you are.” Rumi Last month I had foot surgery. Though a relatively minor operation, it temporarily stopped me in my tracks as my foot was encased in a protective cast and, on doctor’s orders, required elevation most hours of each day. Unable to bear weight or drive for six to eight weeks, mobility has been a problem. Initially, I was confined to my home—with the exception of a few car

September arrives and brings with it unmistakable signs that herald change.