New York City, February 29, 2016

★★★ Overhead at the school dropoff were lovely puffy clouds on blue. By the time the kettle was back on upstairs, the view out the west had gone fully gray. Gulls flying under the oncoming darkness caught the sun from the east and flashed like scraps of reflective metal. A shower wetted down the wooden tables on the roof across the avenue. The clouds thinned out. Breeze sent ripples across the puddles. Both sides of the avenue were sunny for the early pickup from preschool, and the little shadow held hands with the big shadow straight ahead on the sidewalk.