Early fall in Boston is really the best. It’s still warm enough that you can run around outside without a jacket on, but the leaves are starting to change and pumpkins are popping up everywhere and everything looks so beautiful that you kind of get tricked into thinking BOSTON IS BEAUTIFUL HARVARD IS PERFECT I LIVE IN A FAIRY TALE EVERYTHING IS WONDERFUL. Flash forward like 2 months and you’re like… Boston, come on, we started out so strong, what is this Arctic tundra I live in? But for now it’s pretty perfect.
This is Harvard Yard in its prime right here. All the colorful chairs the spot the Yard seem to complement the changing leaves perfectly (don’t think they didn’t plan it that way- this is Harvard we’re talking about, they know what they’re doing).
I took a little study break to run out and get some Pumpkin Pie frozen yogurt from Yogurtland (this is the best creation imaginable, I can’t even explain it, you just have to have it) and brought it back here to snack on before heading to Tax class (which is about the most unpicturesque thing ever, so sadly no photos from that).
Oh, Harvard. It’s days like these when I stop and think, Wow. I never imagined I’d be sitting in Harvard Yard in October, wiling away the time waiting for classes to begin. It’s hard once you’re here to remember to appreciate where you are, but sometimes, like today, it just kind of hits you how lucky you are and how special this place is, and it’s wonderful.