New York City, June 7, 2017
★★★★ The clouds kept the sunlight mild and patchy, like the dappled shade of the trees on a larger scale. In one of the brighter, more inviting moments, it was possible to forget a jacket before going outside, only to end up with goosebumps. Just past five o’clock, the sky was split confoundingly between darkening piles of clouds in the west and innocuous blue in the east. Those thick mounds of clouds were what gave way, sending light rushing up the avenue. In the newly clear evening, the people on the deck across the way were moved to rhythmic clapping and hollering.