I discovered Tuesday that the thing about being at the edge of an island is that you can't see what's behind you. In my case, I was standing in a park, with all of lower Manhattan at my back.
It was overcast but the sun was peeking through the heavy clouds at the end of the day. With the Statue of Liberty way, way off in the distance, I thought it was a nice image.
Related posts: The View of Liberty, Life's a Beach and The Cycle of Decay.