As August fades and September is before us, we tuck our shorts and flip flops away. We wake up to the dim fall light filtering through various orange, red and brown hued leaves, and step out the front door into a haze that smells vaguely familiar. Notes of cinnamon, cardamom, and a hint of burgeoning Seasonal Affective Disorder. At first, it was simply lattes, candles, and pastries. Then the marketing potential became obvious. The ascent of the almighty Pumpkin Spice was afoot.