In the above photo it's a nippy 62 degrees outside, requiring that I don three layers, one of which is a down vest. Because: WIMPY.
Sixty-two degrees is short-wearing weather in the Pacific Northwest, where I'm from. But here it's curl-up-by-the-fire-and-drink-hot-chocolate weather. It's dipped into the low fifties in the evenings here lately, so we've had ample opportunity to sip hot chocolate. (Click here for a yummy hot chocolate recipe for all you dairy and refined sugar-free folks).
These brisk, sunny afternoons have a way of coaxing me out of the house, away from my piles of grading and into the glorious countryside. Incidentally, laundry, toilet-scrubbing, and car-waxing also have a way of coaxing me away from my piles of grading. It doesn't take much, folks.
|Los Angeles, bathed in afternoon light|
I had to live here three years before I could detect the change in seasons, but now I'm an old pro at sniffing out a southern California autumn. And this weekend, I smelled her, so I went on a nature walk to look for signs of her presence. They're subtle, but they're there.
The quickly sinking sun was the first clue that Fall is here:
The sun is much more inclined to hit the hay early when Fall is in town. Heck, I am, too. It's 9:41 PM but my body could swear it's after midnight. Am I a wimp, or am I a wimp? Isn't the fall time change supposed to be a glorious, sleep-allowing affair? Why do I feel like a truck hit me? Thank goodness for this invigorating chill in the air! ;)
I spy some fall colors at the end of this trail!
Can you spot the burnt orange?
There's more of it!
And a splash of red! It looks like the bugs had an autumn feast recently, and poor little Red was the main course:
Well this looks like a cozy fall home for furry critters:
If I were a hedgehog I'd be sure to curl up in here for a long autumn's nap.
The views in these hills are breath-taking in all seasons. It's hard to see, but downtown Los Angeles is on the horizon in this photo.
Here, I'll zoom in so you can see:
There she is, wrapped in a thick ribbon of gray smog.
Did you notice the trees in the upper right hand corner of the second to last photo? These are some of my favorite trees in southern California. They lose their bark to display smooth, naked trunks. I love to run my fingers up and down their smooth skin.
A nature walk wouldn't be complete without a photo of the fall sunset:
Our autumn sunsets are always spectacular:
I hope you dream sweet, autumnal sunset dreams tonight, my friends.
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