So, it’s officially fall over here. Every autumn, the change of seasons always seems to catch me off guard, as if I didn’t know that summer eventually has to end. You know, it all starts off with those days where you have no idea what to wear, because they start off super chilly, then you end up taking off all your layers in a hot, sweaty frenzy about midday. Then the ominous changing of leaf colour, signalling that it’s now socially acceptable to wear boots. Then all of a sudden, BAM — you start seeing your breath in the morning, and its officially knits season. Mother Nature’s sneaky tendencies aside,…