I turned around this afternoon around 4:00pm and like 8 million other people in New York City noticed that the storm was finally rolling in. As the rain started, I tried to catch the lightning flashes on film, which: easier said than done. Pretty soon it was nothing but rain and shadows. Outside it looked like winter, but felt like a swamp. Everyone either had an umbrella or didn't have an umbrella. Times Square was a blur. It felt like it hadn't rained in a long time, probably because it hadn't. The lights saturated the streets. Times Square has a momentum that is completely illogical -- I couldn't even imagine what I was doing there -- but unstoppable, or at least immune to the weather. In Washington Heights, it didn't rain as hard as it did downtown, but the garden was still happy. It's been a tough year for a few of our trees, and they needed a good soaking. Everyone was equally wet in the democracy of the weather.