Regina De Rozario: Notes, pictures, and other fragments

I decided to take some time this weekend to sort and organise my old photos. These were taken some four years ago, on my first trip to Manhattan. What I loved most about walking through Central Park, besides the lovely fall colours, was the light...through the trees, on the grass, in our hair. The weather was perfect - chilly enough that we could swish about in trench coats and boots, and toasty warm when the sun decided to linger a little longer outside the clouds.