Travelling far away is exciting, but sometimes it’s worth remembering that one need not go far to explore. I found this little botanic garden a mere twenty-minute walk from my house in Cambridge and decided to spend an afternoon wandering through it in the last hour before it closed for the evening. It was the first time in months that I remember feeling cold, wishing I had wore socks and a thicker jacket as the sun set. That, combined with the leaves, made me truly, finally feel that it were fall.
One hour in the garden, and the world changed.