Before I go home, I wanted to post this, because well, I hope to make people feel excited for fall. And because it never fails to cheer me up.

Autumn always makes me feel so much happier and better. :)

 

Even the minstrels who came in the back yards and sang

If I had my way,
You would never grow old

were sad, too. They were bums and they were hungry and they didn't have talent for song-making. All they had in the world was the nerve to stand in a back yard with cap in hand and sing loudly. The sad thing was in the knowing that all their nerve would get them nowhere in the world and that they were lost as all the people in Brooklyn seem lost when the day is nearly over and even though the sun is still bright, it is thin and doesn't give you warmth when it shines on you.