The Changing of the Seasons

One of the things I love most about the weather in New York is watching seasons change. It makes dealing with the hot summers and cold winters worth it. I appreciate it most now as I watch the last few leaves that are left change colors, and I know all we need is one more really big rainstorm and all the trees will be bare. Right now I'm thinking about all the great things about fall the way the leaves change color, and the way then crunch under your feet. Enjoying the last few days of nice weather before we after bundle up for the long stretch to thawing out in the spring. The scent of the fireplaces down the block on the first chilly night. That first taste of hot chocolate on the first cold evening. I miss when I was a little kid and I would jump in a big pile of leaves. I guess I could still do it, but I would feel pretty silly doing it.