New York City, August 19, 2015

★★ Deep grays piled on whites in the morning sky, the clouds fluffy in the way of fluffy animals in an old children’s book. The air was much less hot than before but every bit as soggy, like the underside of a log. The midday sun hit hard on Union Square while it could, but by afternoon into evening, with the buildings intervening, the blowing air was a little clammy. Clouds flowed fast over the cornice lines of Fifth Avenue, east to west. What had been low gray clouds were suddenly burgundy after the sun was fully gone, and a bright yell0w-white crescent moon descended toward them.