Portland Lawn Ornament.

Gray outside, but I was stuck under florescent lights, where the colors are also gray. But five before five, released from civil service, I walk to meet my fellow escapees and notice the mirrored glass of a monotone office building is burning yellow. The sun was showing, just before sunset, at an angle I couldn't follow through the trees. Later, on the highway, there is a glimpse of fire, under the hood of clouds. Even in the winter rain, the sun is present, reminding us to be.