After an absurdly hot late April, it has reverted: rain and more rain.
The woman on the bus in front of me was dressed for the dead of winter.
Puddles reflected newly leafed branches.
Armfuls of lilac at the green market at Union Square and this curiously
retro stall selling somewhat healthy cookies.
Somehow a hint of patchouli about it.
It rained in the evening too, and the taxis swished over wet pavement.
Real English weather.
I rather enjoyed it.
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