One of the greatest things about my neighborhood is its access to Central Park. This past Saturday, I photographed an adorable family (more on that to come) and we sought out places in the park that combined pastoral with urban. It was one of those mystical mornings–the sun began to burn through a thick fog at around 8:30am, which gave the mid-town high rises in the distance a ghost-like effect. The park was pretty quiet at this hour and we found some bright fall colors that made a gorgeous backdrop to a historic bridge, stone archway, and rocky outcropping on the lake. I took this image at the end of our shoot. I love that blazing yellow tree, though I’m sure some of its leaves will be on the ground soon as we batten down the hatches for Hurricane Sandy. Happy Friday!