The clouds were already gathering when I arrived at Madison Square Park for Thursday's class. I needed a bit of comfort after a long day of meetings, so I started off with my trusty Lamy-and-Lex Gray, drawing the line growing in front of Shake Shack (is there ever NOT a line at Shake Shack?) and the heavy tree canopy.

During class I did break out the umbrella at one point as the spitting turned into splashy drips. It was a fitting atmosphere for the 10-minute study in Payne's gray that Anne proposed.



And that was that. One decent line-free attempt, and my focus was gone for the evening -- I felt like a medium vainly trying to connect with the afterworld once a skeptic has broken the spell! :)