Blake has been in Cleveland for work since Sunday afternoon, so I'm back in the city at my grandparents' Upper East Side apartment. I can't say enough how fortunate we are to have grandparents who are so generous with what they have. We are so thankful for them.
As we head into the thick of fall, the mornings are darker, the temperatures are cooler and sleeping in is that much more appealing. But the Reservoir waits, and my goodness, is it beautiful. I've been trying to make it out for runs before the sun rises, and I've been rewarded for my struggle with the alarm clock. New York is most magical as it comes alive, I think.