The Brooklyn Botanic Gardens are a calm green respite just a subway ride from Manhattan. This has been an odd summer, with recent rains not quite making up for many hot dry weeks. As we walked along the paths, rusty and yellowed leaves drifted down around us, an early reminder that we are on the cusp of autumn. I love this allee of stately old trees. Their even spacing creates an inviting rhythm of repeating vertical lines. Looking at this picture makes me want to walk right into it and follow the trees to discover what might be at the end of the path.