It's fall in Indiana. It's undeniable. The AC is turned off, the windows are open, and the chill of the air has people "brr"ing through out.
I love it.
It is so cliche, but I just really love the fall. I don't like thunderstorms--I'm genuinely terrified of them--and bugs aren't my favorite things in the world, so Summer has more drawbacks to me than fall does. Fall means sweaters, tights and scarves, and coffee in a paper cup. It's anticipating the leaves falling and being excited when the leaves finally change from green to yellow. Fall is just a fantastic season.