Where I live, autumn hasn’t quite rolled in yet – it’s still hot and humid and gross, but the minute September 1st popped onto the calendar, people started acting like it was fall. For me personally, I don’t really start thinking about fall until around my birthday, which is at the end of this month. It’s usually starting to cool down at night by then, there’s a slight crispness to the mornings, and even if the sun is out and the sky is blue, there’s a feeling in the air that everything is about to change. I’ve always loved the story of Persephone and her mother, Demeter, because their story…