New York City, December 11, 2014

★★★ Light! Feeble light maybe by ordinary standards, but warm-toned and heartening after the unremitting darkness. A little rim of snow held on to the neighboring balcony and snow whitened the planks of the scaffolding down across the street. The sky was still overcast, but thinly; light shone down even to the subway tracks. The clouds thickened till the sun was a white dot. Then the sun was a larger white patch, and then something like sunbeams came through the windows.