Watching the leaves fall, I started thinking about when it feels like Winter has started, ignoring what the calendar says.
Is it the first snow?
The first frost?
The first time I look for my boots and can't find them?
The first flu outbreak (I've got to go pick up my daughter from the school nurse pretty soon)?
Christmas vacation?
The first time on skis?
The first time you need to wear gloves to handle your steering wheel?

What does it for you?