New York City, August 1, 2016

★★ The temperature had made it all the way down to coolness, till light jackets and cardigans could be seen in the morning. Down in the subway, though, the old heat had not escaped, and soon enough topside the sun broke through and the cool started to flee. The clouds returned, though, to force a standoff. Lighter and darker spells traded off irresolutely through the afternoon and into evening, now and then with a drop of rain in them. The failure to settle into a pattern was settling into a pattern.