After a week of soaking rain and gloomy thoughts, I awake to a day that reminds me why I love Fall. Brilliant sunshine, gleaming sky and air filled with the enticing mix of coolness and promise. I head out into the city, perusing flea markets and partaking of festivals and think of all there is to come: jack-o'-lanterns and crackling fires; goblins, ghosts and fashion shows; tailgates and road trips; barn sales and BLT cocktails; paisley wool shawls, suede leopard boots and chocolate leather totes; and perhaps a ramble down a country path, a halo of crimson, gold and orange dancing overhead.
"Autumn Drive" (Tammouth New Hampshire) courtesy AJ Messier
"Use the good china for breakfast."