A Fall Note from Our Editor in Chief
Every season carries its own rhythm. In spring and summer, we move outward — toward gardens in bloom, long evenings, and the energy of expansion. Fall, though, asks something different of us. Going into this summer, I had just stepped away from a [horrific] corporate marketing director position and, for the first time in nearly fifteen years, found myself with space. I imagined I would throw myself fully into The House, as I always had, but what surprised me was how quickly the burnout set in once I finally slowed down. The harder I tried to push through, the deeper it went.
So instead, I began to reflect. I looked back over the last decade and realized just how much I had ignored the things that always gave me energy — reading the books I’d so carefully collected, playing with art materials, cooking for the pleasure of it, exploring with my daughters, or simply letting myself be inspired. That reflection became a turning point. I forced myself to t...