Fall is the best season of the year in the desert. The sun starts pushing south at ever increasing speed. The days become pleasant and the nights a little chilly. Windows can be opened. Fall in the desert is like early summer in the midwest, except you must minus the humidity and add in the leaves changing.
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Michele and I drove out to the Grand Canyon's north rim for a few days. Every once and while it is completely necessary to be far away from everything for a few days. Hike. Wander around looking for the tree with the best fall colors. Watch a campfire for the nights entertainment. Fall asleep watching the stars. Sleep on the dirt. Wake up and watch the sunrise with no other agenda.
It seemed like every day we got more fortunate with our sunrises and sunsets. Clouds or storms would roll in and out with perfect timing. The canyons changed to purple while the sky various shades of orange. And then they would swap their color schemes.
The really nice thing about living in the low desert is that three out of the four seasons are ideal. Summer is certainly more intense and drags on a little longer here, but come fall, it is all worth it. This is the season for exploring and sleeping outside.
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