Depending on who you ask Autumn or Fall officially begins on September 23. No matter who you ask in the Bay Area it is really hard to tell when Summer ends and Fall begins. The lack of noticeable changes in seasons make for an easy, comfortable, almost climate controlled life. What could be better right?
In Mountain View, CA where there is actually no view of or from any mountains I notice, out of the corner of my eye, cheap gas and quickly pull into the station. While the car is filling, I look up and see a glorious elm that has reluctantly let go of some of its leaves. They are scattered around the 20 foot wide grassy planter that separates the asphalt from the sidewalk from the asphalt again. I think this is it. I think this is my own private Autumn, in November and I am not even wearing a jacket. California dreaming?
