I love autumn. It's beautiful. And it's movement. Things are changing, things are coming, things are on their way. All the things I love are ahead- costumes at Halloween, long hours reading under warm blankets, the wonderful cold of snow. And the first bits of spring. All waiting ahead, and autumn is just the start of the cycle, and it's beautiful to me.

And I don't get autumn this year. I'm stuck in Phoenix, and it's still 100 degrees when I go out in the afternoon, and the trees are never going to drop huge, wonderful piles of brightly colored leaves to walk through. More than any other time of the year, the weather here just reminds you how static it is. I hate this town so much right now, it's my least favorite time of year here.

So, um, want to trade?