I have to say…Autumn in New England really lives up to it its expectations. This year especially seems to be more amazing than ever. Perhaps it’s because this year we are settled and there’s just a little more time to stop and take notice. While watching my son play baseball at Mead Park today I took a walk through the park to admire the colors. The park sits below the train tracks and there is just something about the sound of the train arriving and departing the station that makes me feel like I’m home. It’s good to feel that way, you know?