has anybody seen fall?

ugh.  i know i've completely exhausted most of my friends, and addam, with my incessant whining about how much i hate the heat in tucson, but how can anybody truly enjoy life without seeing the seasons?  in my opinion, fall and spring are the two best seasons and they absolutely do not exist here.  not.  what.  so.  ever.  ok, maybe there is a "spring"-like season, but that is what people typically call winter in other parts of the country that are blessed with four definitive seasons.  i have to say that "spring" here is just not the same when it's not preceded by an actual cold season, aka WINTER.  our 6-month "spring" is, however, followed by 6-months of hell, and consistently alternates between the two year after year.  so i suppose that it's winter, along with fall, that doesn't really exist here in the season stagnant southwest.  get it?  either way, it's just not right.


i want to wear sweaters, and hats, and scarves, and gloves.  through crisp, fall air, i want to smell the lingering smoke from the wood burning in people's fireplaces.  i want to see the fantastical hues of the changing leaves, and then to hear the reluctant crunching under my feet as i walk upon them after they fall.  i want to see the winsome stains that the leaves imprint on the sidewalk after they have been exposed to the elements.  i want to ride my bike through the city and see people chatting over warm beverages, their breath visible in the early evening air.  dammit, i just want to ride my bike, but it's been too miserably hot for months!  i want all of these things that symbolize the changing of a season, but this will be my 2nd anti-fall here in this seemingly unchanging desert.  someday, fall, our paths will cross again.  *sigh*

a photo that i took during the last fall i had the pleasure of experiencing