Central Park in the Fall – New York City
The first time I came to New York City, I was 17 years old. It was my senior year of high school, and I came with a friend and her family for an end of high school graduation trip. It was my first time in a big city, and I had quite the culture shock. I grew up in a small town in Idaho, never changing school districts or postal codes. I moved once, but it was just a couple of miles away into a new house, so I don’t even think I would count it as a “move.” I was use to the small town feel, so NYC was quite different for me – so many people, so many cultures, so many tall buildings, so many differences from little old Idaho.
Since this time, I have visited NYC a handful of times, but only in the spring and summer. I always wondered what it would be like to visit in the fall. The movies make it seem so magical. Well, we moved here about a month ago right in the middle of the fall season and I couldn’t be more excited. I am seeing NYC in a whole new way than I have ever seen it before. So far, I am loving every second of it.
Central Park in the fall is incredible. I love wandering through the many paths and getting lost among all the trees. Central Park is huge so when I wander around, often times I feel like I am the only person in the park. The leaves right now are gorgeous, slightly past their peak season but still bursting with reds, oranges, and yellows. It is so picture worthy. I think there is nothing more magical than a crisp fall day, wandering through the park with a hot drink in hand (preferably pumpkin spice of some kind), and enjoying all the brilliant colors of the fall foliage.
This morning, Jimmy and I ventured out for a trip to Central Park for a photo shoot. I knew I needed to capture all of these fall colors before they dwindle away into winter. We stopped at the local market to buy a mini pumpkin for Jimmy to hold in the pictures. I was hoping the pumpkin would help to get a few more smiles out of him. I sneakily snagged his favorite stuffed animal, “Snugie,” from his bed, and stuffed it into the stroller before we left the house. I knew it would come in handy for when I needed him to give his most natural and biggest grins. And it worked. He smiled easily and behaved like a toddler champ. We wandered around the park trying to find the perfect picture spot. When I spotted this brilliant yellow leafed tree, I knew I had found it.
I hope you enjoy these photos and enjoy this beautiful fall filled weekend. Go visit a pumpkin patch, drink some apple cider, and enjoy some time outside admiring the beauty of fall. Then later, snuggle up with your loved ones and a blanket to a movie on the couch. Sounds like a good plan to me. Happy weekend everyone!
Have you visited Central Park in the fall? I’d love to hear from you below!