Yes, it's a bit past the actual date for the first day of fall, but as we rose before dawn and did a four mile walk, the cooling air, the clouds over the dawn seemed to inspire my husband to bake great things....all at once. A molasses whole wheat loaf and an Italian Almond cake... and I think I hear him rustling up something more. The house is filed with sweat and yeasty aromas.
As for me....I escaped to the studio (but not the lovely smells rising through the floor boards beneath my feet) to work on a new warp, which right now resembles stripped candy. And there it is again...food.