Fall in the South is a terribly brief and fragile thing, but lovely when it works like it is supposed to . . . like it is today. Cold enough this morning to call for a jacket, now warm enough for a t-shirt, crisp cool air fading into a hint of languid heat (which, I do hope) we are mostly done with . . .
Sometimes it is quite delightful to be stuck down here in the silly state of Alabama.
Sometimes it is quite delightful to be stuck down here in the silly state of Alabama.