Every year I am disheartened to see summer go. I feel like my insides sag a little bit when I know the last really warm day is gone. But then I get a whiff of autumn in the air. That self-possessed, chilly air and the sloping light of the season. I feel the sagging parts lift, at first reluctantly, but then with full animation because autumn really is something to be celebrated, even if the sun has backed down a bit. Autumn on the east coast of the United States is matchless. The leaves are stunners and the blue, crisp sky sets up all the glory.
So here I am, on my run, which was in immediate celebration of landing in New York and of the fall leaves bordering the Hudson.
She was celebrating the trees too. I loved how she was blocking out the whole world with those bulky headphones, her hat and her heavy coat (on a rather pleasant and mild day) and was just totally fixated on that tree.
6 comments:
Beautiful pictures!
Great photo of the squirrel!
So pretty, thanks for sharing
Wow! I used to live at 181st and Cabrini, right around the corner from where your artists was sitting. Now I live in California and miss the fall in NYC, but not the A train. Thanks!
oh emilie, that's fort tryon park, my old running route! isn't it a great place for a run? dierdre, i lived on cabrini too! what a great neighborhood. that park is a gem--don't tell anybody about it.
yes, indeed emily! fort tryon and such a good running route it is.
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