Fall is obviously one of my favorite seasons.
In Florida, though, it takes a little more effort to see any signs of the glorious season, because almost always feels--and looks--like summer. My theory is that this state missed God's memo on the whole seasonal color change. Very few trees here do change, and when they do, it's normally months late... Think Christmas. Not only that, but even the weather stays warm through October most years. Which to me, who is an avid snow lover, is sad.
One way I can tell that fall is here, though, is when the sky begins to change from that ugly, summer blue, to the dark cerulean blue of fall. It's wonderful.
Thank God for the seasons. :]