No, it���s not January 1. Nor do I have school-aged children. However, I do view September as a New Year of sorts.

Truth be told, autumn is my favourite season. Cooler temperatures. Cozy sweaters. Cute boots.

But more importantly, at least in my neck of the woods, the trees show off the Creator���s . . . well, His creativity.

And the smells of autumn and the crunch of dry leaves unde...