I can’t help it. Fall has, and always will be, my favorite season. To me, it’s the deepest season full of grounding and earth. It resets me. Although it still feels like summer here in Seattle, there have been a few mornings in the last week where I’ve felt that autumn nip and it immediately sends my mind into a flurry of excitement. I am thankful for the sun and 80 degrees don’t get me wrong…but there’s something about those chilly mornings, fog, harvest, warm soup, cozy clothes, and the best show by mother nature that just does it for me. Central Park in Autumn is on my bucket list – who’s down?