Green Plants Shining

To read the newspapers you might think the main topic here in our nation's capital is the sequester, but for me it's the light.

The morning light that arrives ever earlier, putting me to shame (I should have gotten going earlier, I should be arriving at work in total darkness).

The morning light that sets the birds to trilling a special greeting at the Vienna Station. Their song sounds like something I remember from long ago.

The morning light that will later spill through my office window (much in need of cleaning), set the green plants to shining, and when the angle is right, make rainbows on the wall.