“No pen can describe the turning of the leaves – the insurrection of the tree people against the waning year. A little maple began it, flaming blood-red of a sudden where he stood against the dark green of a pine belt. Next morning there was an answering signal from the swamp where the sumacs grow. Three days later, the hillsides as far as the eye could range were afire, and the roads paved with crimson and gold.” - Rudyard Kipling

Fall has finally arrived.. & the weather is starting to change for the cooler (hmm think I've mentioned this like many many times..). Esp the mornings and nights, can't walk around w/o my jacket on. Can't wait for the foliage to all turn crimson red and orange though. Heard New England's the best place to be during autumn.. Like a giant paintbrush moving across the region, the color starts in northern Maine, New Hampshire and Vermont then sweeps south through Massachusetts, right down to Connecticut and Rhode Island.

Just came back from a drive to Rye Beach. Wanted to get some drinks from the liqour stall, to our disgust they've closed for the day already.

Time check: 930pm.

-_-"

Tell me about it.. I thought u guys are supposed to be opened till 11pm??

The drive to the Beach was awesome though.. Long winding and quiet road + the Chinese songs (the rare few, but surprisingly nice.. haha) from JX's iPod + star-lit sky = CHIO. 原本相信上海风，但结果因为太冷了，有没有什么准备，下车不到十分钟，我们就忍不住跑回车子里。Planning to drive there again tml night (hopefully) & this time round be better prepared for the cold winds..