New York City, August 20, 2015

★★ The clouds were thickly gathered but still individuated, their shade deep but not absolute. Off in the distance, upriver and down were gaps of light; then the light was at hand and the shadows all around. Lower pale gray clouds passed quickly in front of higher white ones. The damp wind gusted. The bright spells were intense but so short that the idea of putting on sunglasses seemed ridiculous. By evening they were gone, the clouds fully closed. A hand out the window at bedtime found rain falling.