So I’m in Canada, wearing a jacket my pocket debris suggests I haven’t warn in four years, since the last time I was here. It was 85 degrees Fahrenheit when I left South Carolina, so I packed the coat in my checkable suitcase. It’s made of wool and in 85 degree weather I didn’t even want to touch it, no less carry it on the plane. But I’m very happy to have it now! The leaves are beautiful here.