


The phrase,"home is where the heart is", resonates well with me. Two years ago I moved to
Westchester County in New York. (It is about 20 minutes from New York City). Jesus, what a beautiful place to live! Fall was my favorite time of year there. My mom, my sister and I would take drives during the weekends up the hilly and winding roads of New Rochelle,
Fleetwood, White Plains and
Scarsdale. Just to see the leaves changing colors. It was like driving through a fall fantasy. The streets would be blanketed with yellows, deep reds and oranges. It would make my heart melt and would give me a warm feeling. I knew I belonged there. A few months ago I moved back to Long Island, and boy do I miss
Westchester. Today I got a chance to go up to the Bronx Botanical Gardens and once again it is fall. As I walked around the gardens today all the colors, and smells reminded me of fall in
Westchester. I got that same warm feeling in my heart. I sat there today painting and just remembering. I look forward to the day I get to move back there. It is truly where my heart found a home. It just has a special vibe. -Danielle