New York City, October 9, 2013

★★★ A rumpled cloud ceiling cast a Decemberish light over everything, all day, but for one brief passage of pure sun. The breeze was stiff but temperate. It got stiffer and chillier away from the river, for once. The tarp on a scaffold crackled and filled like a sail. Again, in the luminous blue dusk, the clouds could not quite hide the moon.