Another warm season has come and gone. The seasons and our lives are like a spinning wheel, they start with plenty of thrust and excited spin until the energy has been used, the momentum slows and eventually the cycle comes to it’s end. It’s an inevitability we share with all of nature, even wind has it’s end. But we can celebrate what has been. We can take and use what is left behind. Autumn is such an underrated season, but in my world it tops the grade. It’s when everything in the garden has reached it’s peak, has served us well over the warm months and is now on it’s downward spiral leaving behind some fond memories and a scattering of physical remnants in…