New York City, July 9, 2015

★★ Here was another dim sky, now with a mist falling from it, in this indefinitely lightless stretch of July. The drizzle stopped; the cool and the flat gray light continued. Now and then the sun found a thin spot and cast a few shadows. A grimy pink haze was swelling in New Jersey. In the quiet of evening, darker clouds were moving fast over the tranquil forecourt, west to east. After the last light was gone, a rain-pecked shine suddenly lay over the pavement.