Back when I lived in Texas, on the rare occasion when it dropped below 70 degrees, I (along with the rest of the population) would immediately reach for my boots, scarves, and sweaters. Sure, it might be 80 degrees by the end of your "fall" day, but at least you got a few good minutes in your cozy clothes before having to pack them away for another nine months out of the year.
Now that I live in San Francisco, on the rare occasion when it rises above 70 degrees, I reach immediately for the sundresses and skirts that I still have from my Texas days. When it's cold all year round, you have to enjoy summer while it's here! And, strangely enough, October is usually our summer month in San Francisco. However, the past few days have been COLD - like below 50 degrees in the morning cold. I thought weather like that would make me very sad - we basically skipped our summer! - but I've discovered I kind of like pulling out my leather layers and turning on the heater in our apartment. Instead of gripping onto the last days of summer, we've given ourselves over to dreams of turkey dinner, Christmas carols, and twinkly lights. Even though I now live on the other side of the 70-degree divide, I see no reason why I can't worship fall weather, can you?