I never look forward to Fall because it means saying good-bye to Summer. Also, where I grew up Fall was not a pretty season. I grew up in Southeast Texas were the leaves just turn brown and drop to the ground, leaving every branch bare, and the city looking dead and colorless. Even after years of living in Tennessee, were Fall is always gorgeous, I still forget that the changing leaves are something to look forward to.
This year, I tried to remind myself that Fall will bring beautiful foliage, but it’s almost November, and the park has yet to look like a postcard!
We woke up this morning to take Belle on our weekly no-leash walk in Central Park. We both had less than 3 hours of sleep last night, but our Monday morning tradition has become so vital that we still managed to get up at 6:30am. Zombie-like, we threw on our coats, staggered out the door, and BAM…. overnight every leaf and tree had magically transformed to orange, yellow, and red!
We spent the early morning hours taking pictures, playing with Instagram, and guzzling hot coffee to try and keep warm.
Oh, how I love our Monday morning ritual! Hopefully, these picturesque Autumn scenes will stick around until the snow falls. Then, hopefully, the snow only sticks around for about a week because I WILL be ready for summer at that point.
Time for more coffee…that 3 hour snooze is starting to take it’s toll.