There is something about autumn that makes me want to put on a sweater, light a candle, make something warm in the kitchen, and completely rethink my life. Not in a dramatic way. I’m not talking about quitting my job, moving to Vermont, or suddenly becoming the sort of person who makes homemade sourdough before sunrise. I’m talking about the little things. Going for a walk when the air is crisp. Cooking a pot of soup. Buying apples because they look particularly beautiful at the farmers market. Opening the windows on a cool morning. Pulling a blanket over your legs…
