the last of fall.

I love a little me-time and it usually happens while walking to Trader Joe's as Ryan watches Henry. It's a solid half hour walk to and from and not only do a get a little solitude, but amazing ice cream as well. A few weeks ago I went on a walk and brought my big camera along to take some pictures of fall before all the color on the leaves left. I walk a different way each time and fall in love with Brookline (the little town/neighborhood right outside of Boston, and just across the street from us--Boston annexed ever other neighborhood around, except Brookline) even more each time.

Brookline and Boston in the fall equals heaven. Good thing we have at least one more fall here before Ryan graduates, and who knows if there are many more fall seasons to enjoy even after he does! That would be amazing.