November in Washington DC is quietly gorgeous. The tourist rush has thinned, the maples along the Mall have gone rust and gold, and the white marble monuments glow against a
November in Boston is a whole personality. The maples along the Common go from flame to bare, the brick townhouses glow orange in the late light, and every café window
November in New York is the city at its most cinematic. The leaves are letting go in Central Park, steam curls out of the street grates, the first holiday windows
October on Oahu is the sweet spot. The summer rush has eased, the trade winds are doing their gentle, hair-messing thing, and the whole island smells like sunscreen, plumeria and
October in Hawaii is the island exhaling. The summer crowds drift home, the trade winds soften, the ocean is still bathwater-warm, and the light goes soft and golden around five
October in Orlando is warm, bright and just a little bit sticky, like the whole city is wrapped in a soft, sunny hug. The air smells of sunscreen and funnel
