One day last fall, I found the Canal Street 1/9 subway platform covered in brilliant fallen leaves. I wish I’d had a camera with me at the time. I can’t think of anything else that sums me up so perfectly, so much so that one of these days, I’ll probably stage a photo shoot to get the moment back (as dorky as that is).

As the weather gets colder and that red-haired beauty, Lady Fall, whispers to us from around the corners of buildings, I keep thinking about those leaves on that platform. And I’ve been trying to think of other such juxtapositions: liminal spots (accidental or not) where the city and the earth shake hands. Citynoise has a good one, today:

(picture’s on my server to save them their bandwidth — go click on it for more)

Couldn’t have come up with anything better myself.