New York City, October 27, 2015

★★ The early high clouds didn’t look like much but they were moving swiftly and they were able to scatter the sun. By downtown they had become puffier and had begun to form a loose matrix. The sun came through valiantly in a spot or two, lighting up a boom crane in the distance, but the light kept getting duller and the clouds more featureless, till a decisive chill and gloom settled in, and the mere feat of standing out on the sidewalk became a chore.