Before the sun rose, pockets of red beaded the eastern horizon.1I figured this was better than posting pictures of the wing. Many, many pictures of the wing, differentiated only by their backgrounds… ;-)
Sitting outside Starbucks this morning, enjoying my morning beverage, I noticed the red car reflected in the Harley’s chrome wheel. I’m sure my reflection is in there somewhere, maybe at the bottom end of the fork and most certainly on the axle nut’s crown.
I looked down the street this evening.
I handed the camera to Ashley as I drove her to a computer class at OHSU this morning.
I’m always amazed by the different colors of the sky.
And, sure enough, it was raining before evening.