By Jennifer Lipman, September 15, 2016
As a perpetual sun worshipper, I'm always saddened by the end of the summer. Still, there is plenty to love about autumn. Apples gleaming on the trees, just waiting to be made into crumbles for Rosh Hashanah. The landscape becoming a kaleidoscope of reds and oranges. Swapping nude tights for thick, snug black ones, and feeling justified in purchasing yet another scarf.