Monday, November 05, 2012
Autumn in Portland
In the magic hour, as the last bit of light comes beneath the clouds, and touches the river. The streetlamps come on, a halo of light and fall leaves around each, and those scattered leaves on the gray sidewalk. In the background the Burnside bridge, dark, slight arch, and behind and over all, a storm on the horizon.
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