For as long as I can remember, I have longed for the season of Fall. Having been a Texan all my life, the notion of falling leaves, bundling up for 50 degree weather and experiencing seasons in general is a rather foreign notion. The typical Autumn here is far from what the rest of country knows. For the most part, things are still pretty green. Cold snaps don't hit us till late November, and even still, a snap to us is 55 degrees. The only time vegetation actually does die is when we're hit with weeks of dry heat in the middle of October.
I went around town the other day to give you an idea of what Autumn looks like in the Alamo City.