I have fallen for fall! This weekend in the “land of pine trees and lakes” is really our first weekend of cool, crisp temperatures. I cooked chili last night and my dear husband was baking his famous pumpkin bread this morning. Pumpkin bread in our house is the sign that fall has arrived. Forget about turning leaves, pumpkins, festivals and candy corn, at our house, it’s pumpkin bread. It smells heavenly about now! I should...