Fall in NYC

Almost everyone who knows me understands that my favorite time of the year is fall. In particular, the month of September has forever stolen my heart. There are a landslide of reasons why I enjoy September, one of course being that it is my birthday month. Another is the start of school. There is something so exciting about the begginning of a new semester. With fresh notebooks and glossy textbooks you are ready to take on almost anything a professor throws your way. Flash forward not even a month and a half later and I will be cursing and pulling my hair out while trying to write a 15 page term paper about psychology (but we'll forget about that for now.) Maybe the reason I love the beginning of school so much is because the weather is almost always perfect. September is the time of year when the temperature dips just below 70 degrees and you can be outside comfortably in just a sweater and a pair of jeans. This is my favorite type of weather. I love waking up in the mornings with my coffee in hand and the fall breeze on my skin. Fall is beautiful no matter where you live. But, for me, nothing compares to fall in NYC.

Here are a few snapshots from the first few days of fall. And I promise there will be more!