There is a time in New York where something in the air simply changes. The leaves begin to change color. You turn off your air conditioner off. You grab a comforter. You start bringing an umbrella with you everywhere and dust off your rain boots. You grab a cardigan. It has begun. The City has begun its transformation into fall. This is my favorite time of year there is something so serene and magical about this time of year. I never was in love with this time of year while l lived in California. New York makes it magical. Or maybe it is the people and the gifts from God that truly make it one of a kind.
I like things that make you instantly smile and that is what I try to find each day no matter what I am doing.
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