After spending the past four years in central Texas, I was very happy today to experience a real fall day. The weather was actually cool. In fact, it was so cool that I wore shoes and socks for the first time since about March completely for the sake of warmness. And I even wore my favorite fleece that I wear just about every day when the weather is cool. It was the first time I've worn it probably since about April. I was very excited. And I felt so fallish.
Now I just can't wait for the leaves to start turning. Which is something I have not seen since the fall of 2001. That was my last fall in Michigan and seasons are nonexistant in central Texas. In Waco the leaves didn't so much turn colors. Instead, they just died and fell off the very few trees that there were all of a sudden one day. No color. Ever. It was a very disappointing four years of "fall." And the weather never really cooled down to the point where I'd have to dress warmly and wear shoes until Novemberish.
I'm glad I'm back in a place with seasons. And trees.