seasons

Today makes me think of the wonderful fall days in New York. I love walking through Manhattan on a crisp day with an apple cider. In Oregon we had slightly bizarre falls where the leaves grew brown and fell in sodden masses to the ground. We rarely had a beautiful crisp day and on those few we had the piles of leaves were much too wet and muddy to jump in. We incorporated raincoats, boots, and umbrellas into our halloween costumes and ventured out to trick or treat. I remember watching Hocus Pocus and longing for the weather they had on Halloween. Now I get to live through some of those amazing fall days. I get to walk through Central Park and look at the vibrant trees around the lake. The summers and Winters in New York can be brutal, but at least those months in between have the potential to be perfect.