Though I know fall won't officially begin for several more weeks, September 1 always feels like the start of fall for me. I've noticed a few trees changing colors and have noticed the days slowly getting shorter. There's a slight crisp to the evening air, but that might just be because I've been hanging out in Milwaukee and Portland. I try to be as present as I can during autumn because I love the season, but I know it also means a cold winter is coming. I'm looking forward to pumpkins, apple picking, warm chai lattes, wearing boots, sweaters, and my favorite vest, warm fires, beautiful colors, falling leaves, and apple cider, and delicious soups.