I'm in a similar sitchy to
I'm a native, but I grew up between here and the southern tier of NY, so I know what real autumns are like. They're a fond memory; nil err vent, forsooth, a vestige of the waning warmth I left behind in life's summertime, before the equinox of my ill-spent youth.
but yeh, liek, I'll take a break from endless sunshine and 100°f temps for a while, though I'm fearful for my peppers on the frigid nights. No complaints here otherwise, lol. I just wish we'd get a dang hurricane. I need to go storm chasing out west already.
Such is our lot in life, fellow Floridamen. At least we have cold gator whimmin to help keep warm with our body heat, because that's what you humies are—err, We conscientious, warm-blooded neighbors are for, amirite or am I right?