It's hands down my favorite season. We endured hurricane like rain and wind last week (that only cooled things off for a few days) and now we're back into icky hot and humid August days (and nights). I wait anxiously for fall.
Cool 60-70 degree temps replace arctic air conditioning (and icky summer bugs).
Rosy cheeks from crisp fall air.
The smell of burning leaves replacing the smell of BBQ.
Eating indoors again.
The changing color of the leaves - and all the old school days for which it reminds me.
Opaque tights, tall boots and Mary Janes.
Sweaters and other new fuzzy fall wardrobe staples.
No guilty feelings for wanting to curl up indoors, all day, with a book.
Fall sports (for me this means watching collegiate rowing on the river and occasionally checking in on a hockey game).
The arts kicking into gear with the Fringe and September season openers.
Mums, gourds and hay decorating our front yards.
Dark beer, pumpkin spiced coffee and other seasonal foods and beverages (replacing drinks involving crushed ice and fruit).
Purple, orange, yellow, red, brown.