Today in New York it’s sneaky cold. It was raining this morning, and the scene outside has a dreary day in fall type of pallor. But it’s actually like 30 something degrees, and feels almost colder because the air is so damp. Makes me miss the upstate New York winters that are almost sneaky warm. A compact between the clouds and the snow creates a weird pool of reflected warmth and light, illuminating and heating an otherwise snowy landscape. Like that.