A cloudy morning greeted me this past week when I left for work.
Downtown, the lights in the buildings and on the streets provided
whatever twinkle and flash was to be had, lending the only
color to the otherwise drab granite and limestone covered buildings.
The bus stop outside my workplace is near a Hispanic-owned auto
repair business. Above, the proverbial "junk yard dog,"
who provides security. Accompanied by his mate, a black female
pit bull who recently had puppies, the two are effective
deterrents to would-be thieves.
When working during the winter, we generally stay inside all day.
If lucky, we will be provided the gift of sunlight during
our journeys home. This bit of glorious purple and orange
led me home about a week ago, and was gone
by the time I stepped into my front door.