You know it’s autumn in Tucson when the leaves on Mt.Lemmon change colors, the traffic light you’ve been sitting at for a year changes color and my uncle Jose’s shorts change color. He likes to wear red shorts with black socks. he's what we in Tucson refer to as fashionable. Autumn is the time of year when the rest of the nation can frolic and jump into a pile of freshly raked leaves. Here we can jump into a freshly raked pile of gravel, dog poop or prickly pear pads. Same crunch but without the festive sense of joy.For Autumn in the Old Pueblo nothing beats pumpkin flavored empanadas, except for maybe pumpkin-flavored salsa. Which still beats the pants off pumpkin-flavored cigarettes and pumpkin-flavored sonoran hot dogs. hey, ti's almost Winter or as natives call it: The 3rd week in January.
Fitz Blog: Autumn in Tucson is on my mind
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