time for color
What we have here is a rare sighting of a blue sky...
It's been nothing short of gloomy + grey days in manhattan lately, but we had a sighting of hope the other day—blue.
I love a grey day thrown in every now and then—soft lighting, a certain kind of quiet falls across the city as if the heavy clouds mute the street noise. The grey / white of moody day may sound unpromising, charmless + blah...
however, I view it as a blank canvas.
Then the next day (running the best case scenario here) bright blue awakes.
The city feels upbeat again—the taxis a little more golden, the people resorting back to venti iced coffees, & every corner seems to soak up the sunshine.
for nothing beats a sunny moment in the city.