Wonder.

I'll try to express the wonder and joy of riding home from work along the esplanade in Battery Park City. I was able to leave work before sundown tonight - (still shaky from my recent crashes), I rode more gingerly. I felt the crush of other madly joyful NYers shaking themselves out of down coats and big winter hats.

Runners on the path, large groups of strollers and...meanderers, kids running screaming races to imaginary finish lines...burly manly-men self-conciously stretching pecs and leg muscles. Warmth! Heat! A sundown that lasts two hours, as though reluctantly, the day didn't want to end. The sky went from brilliant blue clarity to sunsoaked yellow, salmon pink mixed with tangerine, then violet and royal blue to grey flannel.