Today, on this most binary of dates, a white hot sun set in a bluebird sky bathed Manhattan in autumnal glory.

Cool it was, actually, to find along a shaded block in the neglected planting pot in front of a brownstone, a fully flowered genus Solidago; a goldenrod.

October is here, and wildflowers are still near. Near as the West side of Manhattan.

Gold in the shade.

— rPs 10 01 2025