When the plants start going dormant, the lawn only needs mowed ever few weeks, and I have to wear a long sleeve shirt more often than not it's Fall.
My little birds think so too in their little habitat of fallen leaves and pine cones.
My dresser thinks it's Fall, all covered in burlap and pumpkins
Even my candles got cozy with mini pumpkins nestled in burlap stands and pine cones!
Cheep! Cheep! Fall is in the air!