All the Fall Things

Fall is my favorite. I mean, it's everyone's, right? Something about the crisp mornings, cool afternoons, dancing leaves, and the vibrant colors. That time of year when the boots make their way back to the mud room, jackets find their way to the coat hooks, and slippers find their spot under the night stand.

Here in New York, fall is something extra special. Apples fall like leaves from the trees in our yard, and the cider mill down the street is hard at work, producing some of the region's best cider, pies, and donuts - the same way they have since 1927. The streets meander through color-filled fields, past farms where cows graze road-side, and deer wander freely (apparently, right into the side of my car).