Every once in a while in New York, something will happen that stops everyone in their tracks, brings traffic to a crawl, and spills people out of buildings with cameras at the ready.
This was the sky above 7th Avenue on Saturday night. The city was drenched in a pink-and-orange glow, and cotton ball clouds stretched from the Hudson to the East River.
I wasn't the only one to grab a snap.
It reminded me of the lines "The Earth looked like it was lit from within/like a poorly assembled electrical ball" from Liz Phair's song "Stratford-on-Guy."
Update: Check this out.