Fall at Yale
Y’all, today the weather finally turned cold cold cold (it snowed a bit this morning). The arrival of winter weather basically marks the end of my final fall at Yale.
If you can ever visit Yale, visit in the fall. I’ve visited Versailles in the summer and D.C. when the cherry blossoms are blooming. I’ve seen New York City at Christmastime and the windswept Irish countryside in July. But I’ve never seen anywhere as beautiful as Yale in the fall.
So as fall fades into winter, I wanted to share with you the splendor of Yale in fall. I hope the brilliant colors of this campus brighten your day today just as much as they brighten mine every day.
Lots of love!
Southern Belle at Yale