As anyone in New York will tell you, autumn has come in earnest. This morning the leaves on my block were beginning to pile up, with the rain making it even harder for my fastidious neighbors to get them swept clean quickly enough. I went with some friends to drive upstate and do some fall type stuff, and then attended a party in Manhattan this evening where there was talk of the “last outdoor sex of the season”. But let’s not kid ourselves: the dank and the chill make the outdoors appropriate for only desperate, doomed Wiemar style couplings why the streetcars grind past, hauling the despairing back to their scanty coal stoves. We’ve officially entered “Raw out here isn’t it? Come back to my place and I’ll warm you up” weather.
And that’s fine by me too.
Tags: daily photo, friends, my block, weather