New York City, November 10, 2015

★ The green of showers was creeping up the radar map from the south as the clock crept toward school time. They met in a light drizzle on the walk, not serious enough for raising the little umbrella or even the jacket hood. That would be it for linearity or predictability, for the day. The wind seemed to be getting more raw on the way to school, but it grew milder on the walk back, due to either some six-block difference of microclimate or a random fluctuation. Down on Union Square, the rain was still small but had intensified enough to sheet the badly drained paving. Later on it was possible to stand in the part-shelter of the office building for the duration of a smoke break without getting noticeably wet; adding a cup of coffee to the break, though, brought on a minor soaking. For a little while, there were visible gusts of rain out the window, then at rush hour there was hardly any rain at all, just a cold wind pushing the small of the back toward the subway stairs. Uptown the wind was stronger still, but the rain was back.