★★★★ A few gauzy clouds served to indicate that this day was not exactly the same as the one before. The sky got whiter through the morning, persisting with the distinction. An immaculate old white Volkswagen Cabriolet drove up Lafayette, with its top up. In the tranquil evening rush hour, at Lincoln Center, sunshine somehow shot the gap between the ballet theater and the unfinished Fordham high-rise beyond, to strike the fountain and only the fountain on the otherwise shadowed plaza. The pale mass of water glowed as it swelled and ebbed. Children crawled on their bellies on the grass roof to the north.
Thursday, September 26th, 2013