One of my favorite New Yorker cartoons shows a California couple arriving at a Manhattan dinner party in raincoats. “Remember to tell them how much we miss the change of seasons in L.A.,” the wife tells the husband. But it’s true. We don’t do seasons very well in Los Angeles. This time of year, summer’s just starting to kick in. The hottest days of September and October are still ahead, and there’s not a russet-colored palm tree in sight. I really do miss those autumn leaves… read more.