This is my first real Autumn in I don’t know how long. My first, honest-to-goodness, stomping-through-piles-of-leaves kind of Autumn. It’s not like we didn’t have Autumn in Phoenix, it’s just that we faked it. In Phoenix you wear sleeveless shirts in fall colors, switch out your flip-flops for brown sandals, and drink iced pumpkin lattes. And… Read More The Seasons, They Are A’Changin…