I don’t recall when September became my favorite month. Perhaps it’s always been (I can comfortably wear suit jackets every day). Or, maybe these feelings—enveloping, overwhelming—are new this year. We’ve moved into a new home. We’re preparing for our baby. I’m trying to go for long runs, and catch up on sleep. But I’m also living September as I always do, emboldened by our city’s energy, eager for it. Out and about and smiling because I love it here. (And one photo from The Pines, too.)