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. <\/p>\n
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. <\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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. <\/p>\n
I had an ulterior motive for the walk – it gave me an excuse to head up to H&H Bagels<\/a>. 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.<\/p>\n