Fall has officially arrived. And with it, comes blustery winds, darker days, and leaves. Lots of leaves. When I was younger, Fall meant back to school and an earlier bed time. I was one of those strange kids who loved going back to school, but now that I’m grown-up (sort of!), I can appreciate Fall even further. It is by far my most favorite season. I obviously love the beautiful colors of the leaves changing, and I love the smells. And the food. Comfort. Food.
Around here, September (and sometimes October, if we’re lucky) brings about a final burst of summer, minus the “fudgies” (Northern Michigan’s lovingly-appointed name for the tourists). Shopkeepers get a chance to slow down, local business owners finally get out on the lake, and the locals finally get a chance to get together and see each other again.