it's fall, suddenly

If you've never experienced autumn in Vermont, then I can't really tell you in mere words what I felt today. You won't know the apple cider smell, the bright air that seems to dance on tip-toes e'er it sways, the piercing bits of color that sting your gaze. If you do know, then, well, I need not say a word. You just know.

Today was still warm. The sun shone bright and wide upon the fields. But you could feel it ever-so-slightly—the subtle shift in atmosphere. It's fall. And suddenly, tomatoes have lost their glamour. I'm craving apple pie. There—I said it! I felt fall today and it made me glad.