It's 71°F in Nashville. Seriously, fall, if you want to continue to be like this, I'm all for it. Please tell your brother, winter, that we'd like him to be this mild and lovely as well.
I was flying in this morning and it was cloudy the whole way until we were just outside of Nashville. The late coloring trees looked spectacular from the air. Like lush, lovely, green Tennessee topped in a startling froth of red and orange. It took all I had to come into work today and not convince my friend who picked me up that we should run off and play in the park all day.