Literally, back home again. This is an evening view from our lounge across to the east side of Lake Washington. Those houses are a long way away, but the light is so saturated that they seem very close. The whole spectrun is lit up, giving a richness and depth to the color that is typical of the Seattle area.

I grew up in the tropics and never left Africa till after I was 21. I so clearly remember arriving at Portsmouth. England for the first time, taking a train up to London, being visually stunned by the richness of the colors in the countryside. In Africa everything is washed out or simply black, saturated colors are a rarity. Here in the north, ghosts come out in the dark in the middle of the night; in Africa, they come out in the light in the middle of the day.