Listen, I know it’s not fall yet. Trust me, I know. Here in the South, we’ve reached the point in the summer when we all fear we may spontaneously combust the moment we step outside. The air wraps you in a suffocating embrace from morning till night. And...
As I walked our 100-pound German Shepherd “puppy” around in the brisk air of our backyard last night (or more accurately, he walked me), it hit me. We have finally, officially, fully entered the fall season in all its glory. We won’t talk about how...
