This was a good weekend for our family - Rosh Hoshannah meal here with dipping of apples in honey for blessings and hours of good family talk. I cooked all the food this year and it was mostly good, except that thesalmon loaf was unexpectedly salty and I have no idea why - very odd. I'm the only one it really bothered. I fixed the first pumpkin pies of the season, a real treat for Ruth who would live on pumpkin pies if she had access and would let herself. The deep levels of conversation and thought have been in keeping with the sense of the holiday. Every year as the season turns I find myself working to shed still another skin of bad habits, old ways of thinking, traits and processes that no longer serve me. This year I'm letting go a little more of my tendency to want others to change first (since of course they have more to change than I do! (not).