A glorious late Fall day, if unseasonably warm. My camera picks up the yellowish oranges (with some editing help) but not the reddish ones, which are making the New Jersey side of the Hudson look like fireworks. And not a cloud in the clear blue Sunday sky...
It's fitting weather for the way everyone I know is feeling, a relief we didn't even realize how much we needed. There remains much to be done, with many a countervailing wind, but we're refreshed and giddy at the feeling that our story is not over, that our story is in our hands.
