~ George Eliot
Fall is my favorite season. It doesn't really start in California till November. But lucky me, this season I get to spend some time in places that have fall when fall should be. A real proper leaves drop, sweaters come on, the light is low and golden.
Being a jetsetter, someone who follows the ski season or the big waves, has never been on my bucket list. A pied à terre in New York or Paris, nice, but not something I expect will ever happen. So getting to travel to a place that experiences autumn, or at least autumn like weather, is a treat.
I'm off to Seattle for a few days. Then later in October I jet off to Berlin and Israel. Okay, Israel is more like Southern California in its terrain and weather. But not Berlin!
So if Angelenos have a late blast of hot air, some Santa Ana winds whooshing through, I get to miss it. Sad, perhaps, not to be able to share it with all my friends. But I imagine I'll get over it.