I
In the
Village for an errand this afternoon. Walking down Greenwich Avenue, I passed
the school yard at P.S. 41. Boys and girls were running around and playing and shouting,
but the gate to the street was closed because school hadn’t let out yet. Still, many
parents were massed around the gate, waiting. (Did they want to get their children
home quickly so they could leave for the long weekend?)
Twenty or
so minutes later, I walked back past the school yard. The gates were now open,
and lines were forming at the Delicioso ice cart (mango, coconut, rainbow) and
at the ice cream truck. Leaving town would have to wait for snacktime.
II
At 12th
Street, the sky over the West Village looked ominous, but looking north, it
seemed like it was clear over midtown. But when I got off the train at Columbus
Circle (yet another errand), it was cloudy there, too. Venders were already
selling “ummm-brellas,” and there was moisture in the air. But there was blue
sky further north. And when I got up to 112th Street, it had clouded up there,
too, yet still further north, it was clearing. Was I bringing the clouds with me as I
traveled uptown?