These things are all related:
- Yesterday I walked my normal route to work, down Greene Street between Houston and Prince, only it was blocked off to traffic as film crews set up a shot. I saw a man hanging Christmas ornaments from a storefront, positioning a red velvet bow just so.
- Last night I had a sudden pang for winter, my favorite season; summer is only halfway through and already I'm itching to dig out my sweaters.
- Today Greene Street was back to normal, except for a 4-foot stretch of snow, melting on the curb. A man in front of me did a double-take, then stopped to take pictures.
New York: it really is the place where dreams come true.