In the cycle of nature, Fall is a time to wind down in preparation for winter. It is nature's closure of many things even as we start new projects that nestle us in for the cold months. As the wind whips through and leaves collapse around us, I think of eventual renewal in the Spring.
But Fall is also a treacherous time. Both Dad and Granny passed in the Fall. My friend's father passed this Fall. And now I get word that a friend's 20-year-old son was hit by a car from behind while he was on his bike. He did not survive. It rained all day after I received this news. I don't know where the renewal is.
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`Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
`That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
`I don't much care where--' said Alice.`Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
`--so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation.
`Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, `if you only walk long enough.'
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`In that direction,' the Cat said, waving its right paw round, `lives a Hatter: and in that direction,' waving the other paw, `lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad.'
`But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
`Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
`How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
`You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'
Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on `And how do you know that you're mad?'
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