Train Journey in Fall

25 Oct

I was visiting my family in lovely Western Massachusetts this weekend. The leaves were at their peak of vibrant color and the air was that perfect temperature where you can wear a sweater and a woolly hat but no coat. The train journey back to New York was a soft and fuzzy blur of colors- it was so pretty and I was so content that my heart felt like melting.

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