I know I still have a fling with summer to enjoy, but I'm ready for fall. I almost feel like this summer has failed so terribly that we should all give it an early dismissal and welcome back our friend that is always what it promises, Autumn. Truly, our September is prettier and more enjoyable than that fussy June we all hype up. I'm ready to enjoy soups, cuddle by fires, read, drink tea and coffee, have game nights with friends, stored safely inside while the world remakes itself again. Sweaters. Jeans. Scarves. Boots. Hot cups of steaming coffee. Walking with friends under trees, shedding their leaves and lending themselves to memories.