These days, on the porch at Starbucks, it's a little bit chilly when you're out of the sun. And when I leave for work in the mornings, I need to wear a sweatshirt or a jacket.
You know what that means.
Summer is shot to hell.
Days grow shorter, nights grow colder.
Heading to Delta?
Start now to cultivate a fetish for fleece. Or triple down. Leather is soooo Ten Minutes Ago.
And be sure to pack your jammies with the feet in 'em!