New York City, November 11, 2016
★★★★ The indirect glow off the buildings wrapped itself around the acorns fallen on the unyielding pavement. Sun filtered by the thinnest of cloud put a hard silvery gleam on passing faces. The grain of the clouds at different heights crisscrossed. The day was cool, bright, appropriate—the day doing the most it could possibly do with the limited and dwindling light.