Autumn in LA

The air is different here.  The leaves on the deciduous trees have changed color, and the temperatures are seasonably cool.  Still, though, it’s different.  Sixty-two degrees comes with a scent of warmth, comforting rays upon the face, instead of the nibbling chill of East Coast air.

This is nothing new.  This is Los Angeles.  Yet, after three and a half years, it is still surprising.  I’ll probably always comment on it.