Photo by myself in Midtown.
The whole idea of New York being littered with black umbrellas is often true. Many rainy days, I will find myself in a sea of black.
But then there are rainy days where you notice the colorful spots, in someone's handbag, or a neon sign, or the reflection of traffic lights.
Friends of mine were shaking in their shoes Thursday, worried about the layoffs that were going on in their office.
I didn't know what to write to reassure them, except that whatever happened, they'd be able to handle it, and that often the fear of something was far worse than the thing itself.
I hope everyone out there has found shelter from the storm.
Related posts: Step Lively, On the Sidewalk, Chinatown and A View from the Streets.