So I’m walking down the street in Nashville, a couple of blocks away from two of my favorite places there, the Red Bicycle Café and The Tempered Café and Chocolate in Germantown. It was a perfect Fall day, and there it was, flat out on the ground, this leave, in the shape of a heart. I love hearts. I’m not a big “thing” person, but I collect hearts. I especially love taking pictures of hearts that appear in the most unexpected ways – a crack in the cement, a rock washed up on

I love the start of something new. A fresh start. ​ What I love: it doesn't have to be tied to a date on a calendar. For me, it’s returning home after a vacation, or (finally) getting my car washed, or simply deciding that right this second is the second I want a change. But today, it's the holiday of Rosh Hashana, the Jewish New Year, that has me in "the start of something new" mode. And that resolve inspires the deliciously fresh feeling that breathes into new possibilitie