My boyfriend and I spent the last official weekend of summer away from the urban jungle at the New York Botanical Garden. Though still within the boroughs of the city, the garden seemed worlds away. With a span of 250 acres, it felt virtually empty at almost every corner - with the exception of the Conservatory's beer tasting event, of course.
The sun beamed down through the cloudless sky, making it seem as if autumn wasn't just around the corner. It was just the two of us, sipping on autumnal beers and strolling through rows of flowers that had just passed their peak bloom but still retained their beauty. It was a perfectly bittersweet farewell to summer and a welcoming hello to fall.
Shoes: Steve Madden (similar)