I fall for fall, especially in October. Every year.
Where I live, we wait a little longer for the leaves to change colors. but eventually. . .
When we have almost given up hope for autumn’s good tidings. . .
the air around us gets crispy.
Twilight beckons earlier.
Cozy sweaters and bulky blankets nestle into nooks around our home, easily within reach for layering.
Rustling leaves begin blanketing the sidewalk.