"In the stream I've seen my own likeness; and now I see it again. As once it appeared in the water so now you show me my likeness!" Act I, Die Walküre
My last summer afternoon: a rainbow dips from storm clouds just passed. Up north: the Yankees on a tear, the Mets in a free fall, the Met gearing back up. Another grand migration under way, as charted.
at 7:32 PM