"I would think that would be quite normal."

I couldn't live anywhere that doesn't have the four seasons. 

This time where the fall is starting to come and you are in a frantic frenzie to savor the last bit of the warm summer nights is wonderful. 

The sky was on fire tonight and we rode off into the sunset in a old Thunderbird. 

(meaning we tried to take a dirt road shortcut and ended up driving on the golf cart roads of the Salt Lake golf course)

The air for the past two days smells of rain, and the colors are all warming up as the air cools down.

Driving with the windows down. . . nothing better.