Three of the seasons we have here are delightful. One, which shall remain nameless (cough, cough, winter, cough, cough), is absolutely dreadful. I hate it with a passion which will make itself known the longer you read these pages.
Every year, right around this time of year, the weather decides to change. In a day. It goes from fun, sunny, hot Summer to cool, crisp, wonderful Fall. All in one day.
And today's the day.
When I got back from my walk with Thunder the Wonder Dog this morning, here's what I saw in my back yard.
And it's suddenly much cooler than the 97 degrees we had yesterday.