The Dawn Jogger waited until shortly before noon to head out into Central Park today, hoping the rain would pass. But it just kept coming (and going and has continued to come and go). The net was a Park almost to herself, on a day when the few runners who were out midday wear wearing shorts, the temperature was so mild. It’s supposed to turn cold tomorrow.

She kept her weather watch from the front window of the apartment that she’s staying at. Most of the trees in the Park are now leafless. But like a welcoming bouquet, one was still shining in its golden-hued  glory…