This is the Boston Public Garden in the fall. On my last visit home to Boston, I decided to take a stroll in the park, a place of tradition, joy, tourist and locals alike. In the picture my mom (in the purple windbreaker) is walking, behind her my daughter in the grey hat, behind them is me, taking the picture, just because...in Boston we just go to the Boston Public Garden, no reason needed. A moment in time, for us and the many people there, an autumn day, a stroll in the park.