I love fall. Up North where I was born, the air gets cool and crisp, the leaves change color the smell of burning firewood starts to permeate the air. In Southern California where I lived for so long, the days are sunny, the temperatures range from the mid 60’s to the low 80’s. You can start wearing layers, the sunsets seem to have an even more golden hue, the pacific drops in temperature and Trader Joe’s shelves are lined with pumpkin flavored products of every kind.
Here in South Florida……well……the license plates start changing color as the snowbirds start migrating down here on 95. I would like to say it starts getting cooler, the humidity drops and it becomes more pleasurable outside, but that, technically, would be a lie. (That’s what it’s like in the winter.)…by