It always takes me a few days of adjustment after Labor Day to get used to the idea that another blissful, New York summer is officially over. It’s not that I dislike fall; I just really love summer- wearing fewer layers, being outside, long days, the flurry of activities, the carefree spirit of the season.
BUT, I do already have some fun plans lined up for the next few months, so even though summer doesn’t technically end for a few more days, this is my farewell to the summer of 2011 and my ‘hello’ to fall.
These photos are from a trip I took last September during this transition period between the seasons. My friends and I went to Fire Island, a mere 60 miles from NYC, for a weekend of camping and relaxation. The weather was pleasant: cool enough to require a light jacket but warm enough to take a brisk dip in the ocean.
Fire Island generally doesn’t allow vehicles during the warmer months (most people arrive by ferry), so it feels like a world unto itself. People transport their things in little red wagons, and in our case, a little granny cart. Depending on the area of the island, you can wander through the small neighborhoods, peruse tiny shops, laze on the beach, or take a long stroll along the pristine wooden walkway weaving through the salt marshes.
Enjoy the photos and have a wonderful weekend, all!