sky & moving in day

I spent the commute to work this morning staring in awe out the window up at this amazing sky -- a deep rich, almost purplish blue, washed clear of everything -- and the air and the streets and the entire city felt clean.

And then I got off the bus and realized that particularly gorgeous deep blue was merely a construct of tinted windows. But still, the sky is beautiful today if not quite as brilliant as I thought for awhile. And there is a crispness in the air, a freshness, that reeks of the coming fall.

All the little incoming Barnard girls are lined up along Broadway this morning, surrounded by boxes and bins and bags and hovering relatives, waiting their turns for elevators and carts. It's a good day for being introduced to their next four years.