Fall is finally in the air. This is always my favorite time of year. This morning, I woke up, and the temperature was in the upper 40s, the perfect weather for walking my pup in the crisp, dewy air. I grabbed a flannel and set about the day.

Though I don’t usually let the weather tell me when fall starts. Fall is a feeling. If the chain coffee stores can get away with pumpkin spice in August, I give myself permission to get out my decorative pinecones and three-wick candles scented like pie as soon as the calendar strikes September.

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