New York City, May 31, 2017

★★★ The soggy old morning dried out into brightness. After days of gray, the uncovered sky stung the eyes a little. A tiny dog on a leash leaped at a merely small dog being walked by someoen else. The sun looked cobwebby in a grimy curbside puddle. The light was clear, the air soft and heavy. Children munched on ice cream sandwiches in the forecourt. There was time and light for tossing a baseball around while the moon overhead grew brighter and sharper in the slow-arriving dusk.