Try to hide your disappointment, as I am, but it hasn't been cold enough to put the flannel sheets on.
Our poor tree in the backyard, the only one with the propensity to display any typical Autumn hues, can't get enough low temps to change! It's mostly green still, with just the slightest hint of maybe going orange and red all over.
Welcome to the desert, right?
Around here, the only real sign of a shift in the season, besides holiday decor, is my mustard-yellow tea kettle sitting on the stove and whistling its heart out.
Then, I pull out my favorite brown mug, decorated with leaves in honor of the season-that's-supposed-to-be, and make some tea. Good Earth makes a sweet & spicy herb tea (thanks, Heather Haight!) that I adore.
And there you have a cozy Autumn post. All that's missing is a photo of me and my expression right after burning my tongue.