I love this time of year. I love that in the morning and evening you need a sweatshirt but during the day it is warm and enjoyable. I love that the backpacks and attitudes and new and fresh. I love the sound of the high school marching band as they practice for the Friday night game. I love the leaves turning, pumpkins and mums on the porch, apple picking, bon fires and big sweatshirts. How could anyone not love the fall? Well apparently there are plenty of people here that don’t. Every time I say I love the fall someone invariably states “not me, I just think of what comes next”. Well missing out on fall because of winter is like looking at your butt in the mirror when you eat ice cream. It just takes all the fun out of it.