Sunlight

Anton Petrovich turned into the passage, followed the arrow to men, mankind, human beings, marched past the toilet, past the kitchen, gave a start when a cat darted under his feet, quickened his step, reached the end of the passage, pushed open a door, and a shower of sunlight splashed his face.
--Vladimir Nabokov, An Affair of Honor

Morning color on the wall of my office. Getting ready for a 10-day road trip to Oregon, the Columbia Gorge and northern coast. So, I'll probably not be posting for a while. But, will make up for it when I return. Stopping to visit a friend on the coast so may have access via his computer. I sorely need a laptop.