Finally fall

It’s finally fall in New York. It was still in the 70s last weekend, but rain rolled through during the week, and today is a perfect fall day, sunny and in the 50s.

People say they couldn’t live without seasons, but I have to admit that the only season I missed in the ten years I lived in California was fall. I could get the fun part of winter by going to Tahoe, I never liked hot, humid summers, and Bay Area weather is basically spring ten months a year. But there’s something about fall: being chilly but not cold, the air having a crisp bite to it.

I wonder if I’ll be able to make the time to go out and spend an afternoon out in the trees, scuffling my feet through fallen leaves. I used to love heading out to the Arnold Arboretum in Boston at this time of year, looking at the changing foliage, climbing trees and the like.

I took a walk this morning to take advantage of the weather. I headed out to the Hudson river path with a brisk wind blowing through my hair, needing my new fleece for the first time this fall.

I had an ulterior motive for the walk – it gave me an excuse to head up to H&H Bagels. I got some bagels that were still hot from the oven, and let me tell you, having a hot, fresh bagel is a wonderful experience. Wandering through the streets of New York on a beautiful fall day eating yummy fresh bagels? Sometimes my life isn’t so bad.

Speaking of great New York experiences, my friend Sasha organized a trip to go ice skating on Thursday. We were originally going to go to Rockefeller Center, but it was closed for a special event, so we redirected to Wollman Rink in Central Park.

I think I’ve only gone skating once in the past five years or something. But it was a blast flying around the rink and awakening long dormant muscle memory.

I had one of those “Holy crap, I’m in New York!” moments while there, looking out at the willow trees overhanging the rink, with trees and a pond beyond the rink, and the lights and buildings of New York rising above everything. It was another reminder of why I’m in New York – it really does feel like being in a movie occasionally.

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One thought on “Finally fall

  1. Sure, just make me miss New York why don’t you!? There are moments in that city that seem to just fill you up. The vibrance is infectious. It seeps out of the concrete into you as you walk along the streets. And I think that the cool Fall air strengthens that connection. The experience is magical and very movie-like! In all fairness I did get the same thing in Boston, but Boston feels like Boston and New York is like New York– different feelings but they both seem to infuse you with the soul of the city.

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