Fall in the Desert

October 4th, and it actually feels like it today, there is a bite in the breeze. It doesn't quite live up to the standards of a traditional fall - that earthly smell, the one comprised of damp, freshly fallen leaves is absent. However, I know this is a fleeting moment that I don't come to expect from October in the Mojave and I am taking full advantage and dressed in a hoodie and boots to celebrate. I may even spend an hour reading on the couch, tangled up in my cozy, perfectly aqua afghan. If that doesn't fulfill me, I might completely rebel against the desert and drink hot herbal tea tonight- or if the thermostat tips 80, at least imagine I am. Fuzzy peach goodness in a bright yellow tea cup.