there is light, because it's well past dawn. . .
. . .and the sun is shining somewhere up above
but there are clouds, between myself and the sun
funny how the shadows disappear when there is no direct light
there are patches of shade on the river - from the bridges - but they are not quite the same as shadows
there is wind - I can see it on the surface of the water
the water's surface tells so many stories depending on the light and the breeze and the flow of the tide
I think I need more coffee