Envious of Cold

It being October and living in Houston, I find myself increasingly nostalgic for cold weather. Changing leaves, the scents of cinnamon and wood-smoke, the brisk morning air that requires a sweater or light-weight scarf. I think I actually got a little teary-eyed while staring at the L.L. Bean homepage today. I mean, c'mon. This screams "Autumn":

...Look at those guys with their bikes, in their sweaters, feeling crisp and cozy. They probably just had pumpkin spice lattes, too. Sigh.