I wake up in the morning with a cool breeze blowing in through my window. A cool breeze that is comforting and almost a signal for what is to come. When I get up I realize that it is too cold for shorts and a T-shirt, that sweat pants and a sweatshirt is what must be worn. Putting sweat pants and a sweatshirt on is almost a foreign action, it is something I haven't done since last winter. As I make my way down stairs, I notice the trees in my backyard letting go of a small number of leaves. A leaf here and there would fall off every 5 minutes. From the cool breezes in the morning , to having to wear sweat pants and a sweatshirt, to the leaves starting to slowly fall of the trees can only hint one thing. That one thing is Fall. That Fall must be coming.