The seasons are a’changing, and so are the colors. Boston doesn’t have anything on, say, Berlin in terms of greenery and parks. But for an American city, we’re still doing pretty well.
In fact, Boston is rather pretty in the fall. Naturally, then, I had to pull out my camera. Why? In the words of the cyber-manga Battle Angel Alita,
…Okay, well, maybe I’m not bloodthirsty, per se, but when I see pretty things, I want to take photos. Here’s just a few of the photos I’ve taken this fall:
So I find Boston in the fall quite pretty! Just nature’s last gasp before a cold, barren winter. Then again, it’s known to snow a lot in Boston… so that’s something to look forward. I just need a good pair of snowboots and I’m set!
WAAAH. Why don’t I live back east, again?! I miss the fall. I miss the colors. >.<
At least you have… warmer weather? I was walking through the pouring rain today when a car classically splashed water all over me and thought, “Why don’t I live in California?” Seasons are nice, though! You’ll make it back east soon, I’m sure! 😀