I’ve always loved fall — it’s my favorite time of the year, and I know you Summer People are miserable as soon as the temps drop below 70 degrees, but for someone like me who hates to be hot and sweaty, this is the most wonderful season of all. I love crisp cool mornings, watching the leaves turn red and gold on my hillside, seeing my breath in the air, pulling out my hoodie/boots/jeans collection, and the smell of woodsmoke wafting through my forest as bonfires light up. But one of my favorites parts of fall is that it’s soup season. There’s something so magical about soup, and it doesn’t…