IMG_4498 This is a view I don't expect to tire of any time soon. First, because the glow of having my own office has not yet worn off -- and I don't anticipate it  in doing so for a long while -- but also because each time I come out to the parking lot to go home the light is different. On this late afternoon last week, it gleamed golden as the sun descended in the sky. The icy ground caught the gold, holding it in yellow pools of light. It made me gleam, too.