Fall is my favorite time of year again

When the weather changes, my joints take note Who else can relate to that? I have always loved Fall -- the smell & crunch of drying leaves. That first night when someone in the neighborhood has a fire going. Sweaters. Hot cider. Pumpkins. But after RA, the weather change and my joints were not friends. I became that person who was always bundled up and pulled out the scarves ...