Autumn in New York. Before we left Trinidad, I wondered if there would be any leaves left on the trees in New York. When I lived in England, I always got depressed when autumn arrived, as it meant that winter was right around the corner. But the beauty of autumn has won me over.
Our walk through Central Park in the sun was full of incredible colour and shapes. Richard and I sat on a bench and turned our faces towards the heavens to imbibe the sun. And people who walked passed us were doing the same. We smiled at each other in shared recognition of that special moment. Have a look at the glorious trees!