Autumn falling from trees
The snow is up to our knees
I let you borrow my keys
To sleep in my room
And I believe it was you
Who I wanted to be talking to
And I believe we were friends
And I believe we will be again
The Literary Walk in Central Park, my person favorite part of the park, and debatably one of my favorite places in the city. It's at it's best in the fall.
Zucchini bread is one of those autumn staples.
Nantucket Commons in the fall. I've never been there but I'd assume it'd be at its best in the fall. Most places are at their best in the fall.
Nothing screams AUTUMN like a Dunkin Donuts hazelnut latte. For me at least.
Just a muddy autumn creek. It makes me want to go back to Clove Lake Park in Staten Islands.
But I swear it just won't be complete until it's cold enough to wear a scarf.
I had a very fall-festivities-filled weekend. On Saturday we went to Pratt, which is beautiful in fall, and I got Connecticut Muffin, and then we went to the LI Fair to commune with ~nature~ and then we went to the Milleridge Inn for an Oktoberfest dinner and ragtime music afterward! Then yesterday was the Medieval Fair uptown, and I bought myself a $20 chemise! I can't even believe my luck! It's like the building block to any good costume. I can't wait to start piecing together a colonial get-up.