As the Colorado Aspen leaves begin to fall, I celebrate this annual rite of passage from summer to winter, from outward to inward. After the explosive growth of summer comes the more introspective season full of crockpot soup. And as with any transition, we say goodbye to one thing and hello to something else, and the goodbyes are often poignant. I recently attended Denver’s Water Lantern Festival to help mark this transition, to bid farewell to some things and welcome in the new. This fall and winter I endeavor to move past some old ways of thinking, to write more songs, and to make even better soup in my crockpot. Wishing you all a fruitful transition.
Denver’s Water Lantern Festival