Fall, my favorite season, is slowly inching its way into the southlands, despite temperatures well into the 90's still.
Fall was an easier season to anticipate in my native NY. That crisp bite to the night air, the first cool breezes, a new clarity as the haze of summer departs, and of course, an explosion of foliage colors.
Bereft of those obvious signs here in the land of perpetual summer, I have to look for more subtle, and less grand, indicators.
Thankfully, America's brewers have anticipated my predicament, and offer a wide variety of fall-themed beers. Kicking back on a rainy day, with a hearty oktoberfest brew, one could ALMOST think it was a proper fall.
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