It’s definitely getting quite chilly here in Cambridge. I have a weather app on my phone that I check every morning before getting dressed, but it’s not very helpful because the weather here changes so much throughout the day. Today, for example, the high is 61 and the low is 36. …….?! How am I supposed to know what to wear when there is a range of almost 30 degrees? Every time I find the right combo of layers, sweaters, and scarves, the weather changes and I have to start all over again.
But that’s not what has signaled the coming of fall for me. No, it’s not the wind and rain and colorful leaves, but the influx of tourists who have come to photograph the leaves.
You can find them in the yard, bent over and rifling through piles of leaves, trying to find the perfect leaf. They’ll hold four or five red and orange leaves up to their face and smile for the camera. Or they’ll throw leaves in the air, or pose with the tree, or chase the squirrels around.
I’m not making fun of them though. It’s actually a nice sight to see on the way to class. I might not have noticed the leaves as much if I hadn’t seen the tourists playing with them. Heck, I pass the same trees every day on the way to my Spanish class, and today, for the first time, I actually looked up.
And snapped a picture.
And it was beautiful.