We do a lot of comparing of winter to summer around here. It seems local conversations always come back to the extremes of these two seasons- the desolation of winter vs. the madhouse of summer.

Compared far less often are the transition seasons. I guess some folks would say they’re about the same, but I’m going to state for the record that fall is infinitely better than spring, and the last week has been ultimate autumn living around here- cool nights, warm days, fun surf and whales breaching…