If there's one thing DC does right, it's autumn.
I'm a little sad that fall is almost on its way out. I feel cheated; this year we were denied a spring, and our autumn was peppered both with January cold and unseasonable warmth. What happened to my favorite season? I merely tolerate DC's other seasons, with their oppressive humidity and bitter windchill. Here's hoping the fall we have left holds out until Thanksgiving.
4 years ago