The weather has suddenly turned cold in Manhattan. Today, for the first time in quite a while, I dressed in layers to go out. And it was great.
Don’t get me wrong, I love those warm summer days. But when the first chill of fall arrives, something about the autumn air seems distinctly, perfectly New York.
The overcast sky creates a soft and mysterious light. People walk quietly down the street together, almost as in a dream.
Winter will come soon enough, and with it the real cold, the biting kind. Until then, we are all out and about, enjoying autumn in New York.