Yesterday was a warm, 75 degree November day in the New York area. I took my camera to Washington Square Park in Greenwich Village, New York City, one of my favorite places in the world. On any given day one can see and be part of a cross-section of humanity, from ordinary people enjoying a pleasant day to street musicians, artists, chess players and performers showing off their talents. It is open, tolerant and a great place to see slices of life. I love going there because I never know who or what I’m going to find.
the last roses usually bloom at the end of October or the beginning of November where I live. Because of an extraordinarily warm summer this beauty began to bloom at the end of November, a month later than usual. I took it inside before the first frost so that it could bloom fully and remind me during cold December days of late spring when the first roses bloom
The Palisades are a line of 300 to 540 foot high cliffs along the west side of the lower Hudson River in northeastern New Jersey and southern New York. They are among the most dramatic geologic features in the vicinity of New York City, forming a 20 mile long canyon of the Hudson north of George Washington Bridge. Last Saturday, October 27, was a peak foliage day at the Greenbrook Conservancy in the New Jersey part of the Palisades. Unfortunately the weather was overcast and the lighting was not the best, but it did help bring out the spectacular gold of the forest .
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
-Robert Frost from his poem “October”
I love to walk in the woods on a crisp clear autumn day and glory in the infinite beauty of autumn in the Northeast United States. This year I cannot for personal reasons so I would like to share with you images of autumns past.