Autumn in New York England

I love fall in New England. The colors are so vibrant, the air is so crisp, the feeling in the air is just so refreshing after a long summer. 

The transformation just happens over night. One night the sun sets on green leaves and dawn rises on leaves of crimson and gold.

Leaves scatter the sides of the road and sides of the pathways and the familiar crunch of the leaves beneath my feat has returned once more. I even find myself going out of my way to walk through the leaf piles, it wouldn't be fall without it.

The weather has been perfect. Just calling out for a walk along the Fenway.  Hearing the breeze blowing through the trees, and watching the leaves slowly fall to the ground is just so relaxing.

The river has been super muddy from all the rain, hence the name the Muddy River. But despite the muddiness the reflection of the trees and bridges was just stunning!

And nothing says fall more than pumpkins, harvest corn, gords, and various squashes. If I could have I would have brought home a few of each of these.

I love fall in Boston, it makes me want to curl up under a blanket and enjoy the falling leaves. Of course, before I know it, I'll be watching the snow flakes fall... I better enjoy fall while I can!