Since football has ushered in fall, it’s only appropriate that we partake in the festivus that is jacket and pumpkin ale season. Come Monday evening, I’m pretty sure Hotel de Wentworth will be jam-packed with the finest gourds, pumpkins, and indian corn in the Holy City and we’ll both be wearing long-sleeved fleeces even though it will probably still be a high of 80 degrees outside. It’s the enthusiasm that counts.
We’re taking off for a weekend trip to Chapel Hill/Raleigh to catch the UNC/ECU game and visit with Suz’s family. Highs in the lower 70’s with lows in the lower 50’s.
You feel that? That’s crispness.