August 31, 2011. The summer is coming to an end and I can already feel the cold morning wind on my way to work aboard my little 50 cc scooter. The grasses are blowing and the skies are damp. At times I wish I was back in the dry California air, but in other ways I anticipate all of the German autumn traditions- the annual Kandern booth fest in the center of town with smells of waffles and bratwurst and new wine. God is good to this rich and abundant land.