Our room in Palm Springs had a patio with doors that led straight from the “bedroom wing” (aka left side of the room) outside. It’s so nice to be able to leave a door open and get fresh air and feel like you’re outdoors without loosing privacy.

Back in NYC, I felt like my balcony was mocking me. Here, you can’t use that oh-so-coveted outdoor space during at least half the year. I need it to be spring, now.

/// vintage tunic from Beacon’s Closet ///

Fall is looking amazing in New York right now. We spent Sunday strolling around Fort Tryon Park.

This is the last part of Manhattan where you can get a sense of the way the island looked before the Avenues and skyscrapers took over.

It’s way up-uptown, and you get a great view of the George Washington Bridge and the Hudson River.

Perfect place for a nap.

I have no idea what these crazy blue berries are, all I know is they’re gorgeous.

The perfect green wall.

I love the look of red leaves against a stone wall.

The cutest little beaver. I was watching him for a while and he did not seem scared, or move much at all. Good way to be.

Concrete Flowers.

The park is very filmic. How great would this spot be for the final kiss in a movie? We did see a couple about to get married. Love is in the fall air.