I took some time today to walk slowly and with care around Carroll Gardens and Cobble Hill and up into Brooklyn Heights today. I wanted simply to feel the cool and holy air that signals this season of autumn. To feel the weight of the camera against my chest and in my hand. I am so unutterably grateful for this area in which I live. For the small streets and meat shops and farm-to-table restaurants. The red brick and cobble stone streets and draping plants.