If that sound you hear faintly in the background reminds you of 3 million people skipping, holding hands and singing, “At last!” — that’s because autumn has graced Phoenix with her presence.
Ah, happiness with a chance of new boots. My very favorite forecast! Statewide, we’ve officially transitioned from “surly” to “smug.” And now I get to rub in how amazing my weather is for the next six months and feel vaguely superior to those dealing with ice scrapers, frost bite and gardens that freeze. While others stoke up fires, I’m going to pull out the winter wardrobe — shirts with sleeves.
~K