Fall is here. The chill is in the air. Well, certain days, it’s not, but for the most part, we have turned the corner officially from the humid season. What a season it was. It felt like we lived in the rainforest. We had equal parts heat, humidity and rain which was the perfect storm for endless weed growth. That means far too much time whacking down those weeds, cutting gross and trimming bushes. Frankly, I’m over the yardwork and ready to move to Vegas. Well not so fast. Las Vegas, Nevada has plenty of its own issues. I never believe the old adage that they experience dry heat. No way. Heat is heat. Who in the world needs Las Vegas’ critters and even worse, snakes! Forget about it! Speaking of “forget about it,” I’m not pushing so hard to move to New York or the northeastern part of the nation. Well, if I had to, I would, but I’m not fond of their cooler months. There’s no doubt that the northeastern quadrant of the nation is simply filled with amazing sites and culture, ...