Seasons Change… Who Knew?

France has decided it is now Fall. The leaves are turning and falling to the ground. Even the French are breaking out their heavier jackets. I have never lived anywhere with seasons. I live in the land of Ugg boots and mini skirts, where the only season change is from perfection to a slightly less perfection.  I am slowly starting to realize my typical winter is just the beginning France’s fall.  However, I strangely like it.