Central Park in Autumn
Since watching Autumn in New York with Richard Gere and Winona Ryder fifteen years ago I have always wanted to see this city in autumn, especially Central Park. The film portrayed it as magical and romantic at this time of the year, with the explosion of colours around you and leaves falling at your every step.
I’ve been lucky to visit Central Park in autumn twice now (see my previous posts here and here) and each time I’m there it takes my breath away. Tall trees with the most colourful leaves. Beautiful stonework around every corner. Hidden nooks and paths begging to be explored by the passers-by. Magnificent reservoir and pretty little lake occupied by ducks and swans. It is a photographer’s dream to capture the beauty of autumn in such a stunning place.
“Everything about autumn is perfect to me. Wooly jumpers, Wellington boots, scarves, thin first, then thick, socks. The low slanting light, the crisp mornings, the chill in my fingers, those last warm sunny days before the rain and the wind. Her moody hues and subdued palate punctuated every now and again by a brilliant orange, scarlet or copper goodbye. She is my true love.” ― Alys Fowler