Living in central Pennsylvania, I get to see all the seasons. In Spring, we plant seeds, and watch them sprout. In Summer, we work the fields, and grow fruit. In Fall, we harvest. In Winter, we rest. Over the next week, I will be resting, on vacation. In late August, I will plant some new ideas, which I aim to harvest later in 2014. My metaphorical seasons last different amounts of time, but I have been working to make each happen. Especially, I aim to have “Winter”, rather than ending up in the endless work of “Summer”. Our minds, bodies, hearts, and souls need rest.