Nearly all my life I have been an Arizona girl, yet I've always felt just a tad bit out of place when it comes to fall. Those of you that are familiar with Arizona know that if you live in the Valley of the Sun, there's not much "fall" to speak of. Our weather consists of hot and hotter until it's cool, then it's hot and hotter again. Definitely not a four-season place to live in. But I long for the season of fall - in a BIG way! My hubby showed me a funny video yesterday - a women wakes up on the first day of fall, proceeds to dress in her fluffy topped boots and plaid scarf. She makes her first cup of pumpkin spice coffee in the kitchen and heads outside the front door. Immediately she is greeted by the still present sounds of summer and she begins to sweat - her hair falls flat, she's gasping for air because the scarf is too tight and hot around her neck, and neighbors dressed in shorts and tank tops are staring at her. THIS is YOU, says my husband. Yes, that's me! He knows me so well!!!
A few mornings ago, there was a slight change in temperature here and in moments there were pictures posted everywhere of Arizona front doors open in the morning! Of course we all knew what this meant. It's coming - the cool weather. What's even better is the fact that the last few weeks of September always are the start of our favorite time of year, and not just because of the weather. It is the best part of the year for us because we are lucking enough to spend more time with our family!
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