I’ve been noticing a connection between the mess and confusion of an impending fall garden — as I sift through the wonderfully unkept one I’ve just inherited with my move to a little farm in Healdsburg, CA — and my own interior world, which feels much the same. What seems to show up as disorientation, chaos, confusion, and a general sense of difficulty — the kind that feels hard to overcome — may just simply be part of the cycles of life, or the process’ of the seasons, circular and repeating. And in my case, part of what I call a major growth spurt. And four new fall recipes that I adore.