Last week it really did begin to feel like Fall here--I brewed my first pot of tea in a good long while (iced coffees being the order of the day during this long, hot summer) and put on a sweater. Well, maybe not a sweater; maybe it was just a long-sleeved T-shirt, but still . . . I was grooving on the almost-but-not-quite-but-getting-closer-especially-for-Southern-California-Fall-like weather.
And today it was in the mid-seventies again. Not complaining, mind you, just observing. (Nothing will keep me from my beloved digestives, though--nothing, I tell you, not rain-snow-sleet-hail-heat-dark o'night-etc.!)