New York City, November 19, 2013

★★★★ There was still enough light getting through and there were still enough leaves on the trees to make bursts of color, interrupting the shadows and bare branches. Gum spots gleamed like coins where the sun skimmed the sidewalk. In the early afternoon, with the scarf forgotten on the desk, it was cold enough to discourage walking any further than the pizza place. After sundown, and not long after, the cold was sharper still, enough to make eyes water.