Fall is one of my favorite seasons and without question one of the few things I miss about living on the east coast. I'm currently debating whether or not to make the trek back for the Thanksgiving holiday, but after combing through images such as the above, I think I can be easily persuaded. Biting into a crisp Cortland apple, getting lost in a deep conversation among a roaring fire, going for brisk walks on the beach bundled up in tweeds and turtlenecks...these are some of the distinctive moments I miss about the season.

What do you admire about the turn of the season?