In my soon to be 28 years all of my best friends have had fall birthdays, except for one.
More than this being my birth season for my girlfriends and me, this is my favorite time of year. In New York City the whole mood changes, unlike the spring when the earth is still frozen and thawing endless days taunt. The fall has unexpected clear blue days which get you to walk on the bright side of the block. While the sun is slowing down to rise, and the thought of getting out from under last nights covers seems like an all too recent burden; the days can appear at first glance to be overcast and cold. Yet, once the sun is up the grey manages to burn off to show the most beautiful blue skies, puffy white clouds, and crisp cool air. I get excited to pull out past years jackets- my leather bomber and Barbour oh how I love you!
It’s when the weather slaps you in the face with winter and you find yourself the biggest down comforter sized coat that there is no turning back.
I tell myself now, I get more done during these months. So with that I brew a pot of tea and get to work on my new year.
