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On a morning like this ... not a cloud in the sky |
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As the sun rises, the air becomes a little hazy and suddenly across the bay the sun hits the windows of a building in downtown Tacoma creating blindingly bright patterns in the bay. |
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So still is the water even the steam from the St. Regis pulp mill is reflected in the bay. |
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And as suddenly at the building is illuminated and the reflections spread ... they start to fade as the sun moves higher in the sky. |
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Another morning of amazing pageantry played out across Commencement Bay ...
at the end of my garden.
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