Today we’ve got one of those glorious mornings in New York in which you begin to feel the first bits of fall in the air. The sun is up and the temperature and humidity are down. I even saw a young woman walking down Third Avenue wearing a scarf.
“That’s a little optimistic,” I thought, and yet I get it. The high today is projected to be 79 — the first digit is a 7! — and it’s enough to make someone who loves fall as much as I do dizzy with hope.
Of course, it’s going to hit the 90s on Friday, just to make sure we don’t get too ahead of ourselves. But it’s still a great moment for me to pause and think about all the amazing things just ahead.
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