How many times have you walked into where you work and been blinded for a second by light from an entirely unknown source? My first thought Oct. 26, just before 8 a.m., "Is that the sun?" Yep. I took these photos Oct. 26, just before 8 a.m. In the forefront you see the lit silhouettes of pampas grass growing on the rooftop garden. Above the brilliant reflection you see the moon which set behind the buildings moments after I took these photos.
To paraphrase "Good Morning, Starshine" from "Hair" --
Good morning sunshine.
Portland says hello.
You shine above us.
We shine below.
Good morning moonset.
You're saying so long,
Even though you're not gone yet.
Our early morning singing song.
