The most wonderful thing about the Seattle morning was the witness of two mornings. When we were out and about, and when the ‘sun’ actually came out. It was great because it cast that morning hue on everything while either in mid breakfast or walking down the street. It fills you with a second hope, for the coming day.
Taken by SolisRough http://www.flickr.com/photos/89189508@N00/5585888365