Autumn in New York. It’s a Richard Gere movie. It’s a Frank Sinatra song. It’s an enchanting time of the year.
I recently spent some time in Indonesia and the questions the locals asked me the most were “Do you have different seasons in New York?” and “What’s your favorite season?” I guess living in a world where six months are hot and dry and the next six are hot and rainy leads one to wonder how it would feel to jump in a pile of fallen leaves or dress in a sweater and muffler. I returned home with a renewed appreciation for the ever-changing landscapes of home.
To really appreciate Autumn in New York, go to Central Park. Any part of the Park will do. Just wander around and see what the day brings. Take some pictures. New York looks great in golds and oranges.
Autumn is a time to dust off a few wool sweaters, for pumpkins, for chrysanthemums. You’ll find the City is a tad less crowded. Enjoy it…the holiday crowds will be here soon enough!
Here’s a quote from my favorite movie, Nora Ephron’s You’ve Got Mail: “Don’t you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils if I knew your name and address.”
We’ll be taking in the tables in the back garden any day now. It will soon be time to go out there and make snow angels.
How can one ever pick a favorite season in New York? I know I can’t.
