In Case You Didn't Get That I Love Fall

I was recently asked how I felt about Atlanta now, and I must say that my attitude has changed. Fall has gone and won me over, at least a little bit.


I'd probably love to live here if summer weren't absolutely intolerable (couldn't think of an appropriate way to describe my raging hatred of summer in hot-lanta). But I love the changing of the seasons. It's something that I missed so much in California, feeling change in the air, saying goodbye to summer.


I hardly appreciated the beautiful days in California because every day was beautiful. Spring, summer, fall, winter. The only difference seemed to be in precipitation. But here there are storms, real ones, with lots of rain and lightning. You have to change out your wardrobe from cooler clothes to warmer. You really need an umbrella. And it's pretty necessary to check the weather forecast.

All of the weather stuff and changing of seasons may sound sucky to some. Some prefer to have pleasant weather all year and perma-summer. I'm just not one those people. Which is probably why living here is becoming more tolerable.