New York City, September 26, 2016

★★★★ The guard at the apartment complex entrance had a jacket on and the brass buttons were shining. It was bracing to be out in the morning in a t-shirt, before the sun finished pushing away the chill. A young man went down Fifth Avenue on a bicycle, holding a wheelie. A strong whiff of Concord grapes floated on the way out of the farmers market. People were trying out sweaters or sticking with shorts or flip-flops. The sky emptied of clouds entirely, then new ones arrived in the west, hastening the twilight.