Fall is the time to appreciate that Paige's hair is the same color as some of the leaves that I hang I pick up off the grass and hang up in my room.

Fall is the time to wear beanies and panda sweaters.

Fall is the time to sit in the grass and enjoy watching Alyssa love her hot cider.

Fall is the time to find ten dollar purple cashmere sweaters at Gap.

Fall is the time to study under a sunlit tree of fiery yellow leaves.