A bunch of gourds on a tray assume quasi-religious overtones.
(Tablescape inspired by THIS cult article from McSweeney's.)
After months of stale air, all you smell are leaves.
You only want to bake things that are dense, nutty and sweet.
(Lalo's cookies. Seriously good. Recipe HERE.)
You attack a box of yarn with your bare hands.
(Knit-your-own couture from Wool and the Gang. I want everything.)
It's time to get out your special cup.
(For one like mine, Google "Enoch Wood teacup.")
It's the annual school glampout.
(El Capitan Canyon. Info HERE.)
The days get shorter and the shadows get longer.
(All photos by LBG.)