It's November 1st here at The Tropical Paradise of my backyard in Glendale, Arizona (a suburb of Phoenix). It's in the mid-seventies (about 23 C) and it really doesn't get much nicer anywhere on planet earth.
The sky is amazingly blue and there is just a hint of breeze under sunny skies with, as usual, low humidity. I've lived through this type of weather for all of my adult life, but since I grew up in Minnesota, I still am amazed by it. I want to walk up to people who grew up and here and grab them by the shoulders - "do you have any idea how NICE this is?!"
I've switched my watering system to come on every 72 hours, and will turn it completely off by the end of December through February. The flowers, such as freesia, iris, and amaryllis I will water by hand a couple of times during the winter, but we usually get gentle rain around Christmastime.
Dang, I love it here!