New York City, December 21, 2016

★★★ The daylight got off to a good start, under the circumstances, then faltered. By afternoon, the most the defeated sun could do was to add an incandescent-bulb tint to the flat gray that had taken over. The dirty ice in the gutters was melting a little around the edges but was still there. Soon enough the light was the cobalt of evening, and soon enough even that gave way to the full, swift-conquering night.