New York City, May 7, 2017

★★ Birdsong trilled on the side street. The early service was fast but not fast enough to keep the blue outbound sky from being mostly gray on the walk back home. The sun returned, then an even heavier gray took over. The air was cold and the clouds grew dark and lumpy. Busts of rain splatted on the windows. When it was too late to salvage the day, one last interlude of light came on.