Central Park in Fall. Sounds romantic, doesn't it? Or perhaps I just have a romanticized idea of it.
When I saw Erin's photos, I couldn't help but imagine walking down one of those colourful paths, arms linked with Tony, coffee in hand. Laughing and kicking at the fallen leaves. Yup, romanticized idea for sure. (If I'm being honest, I also imagined how scared I'd be there after dark. Home Alone, anyone?)
But still. That skyline. Those leaves. The colours. Central Park in Fall. New York.