Beautiful, beautiful weather

The days after a big storm are usually great. Not just by comparison - this was some seriously wonderful weather. Not my favorite, which is in the sixties and slightly breezy - but really beautiful.

I walked around the city on my lunch hour, and saw Penn students still moving in. Move-in days were officially last week, but you can still see people pushing those big cardboard boxes on wheels down the sidewalk.

I took a picture of a Toynbee tile, which reminds me that crazy people are all around (and usually harmless).

I like the ephemera on the streets, and also the objects that seem much more permanent.

Nothing is more ephemeral than beautiful weather on this planet. Glad I'm not on Jupiter.