Island of Color

The gloom of winter began in earnest a few days ago when heavy, gray clouds rolled in from the southwest and dumped torrents of rain and slush on the area. I'm thankful for the turn of seasons, but I tend to experience a form of seasonal affective disorder or depression if the weather stays dark for too long. That's why I felt happy to see the clouds part late this afternoon and allow the golden sunset to brighten the last few minutes of day. I especially appreciated an old Ferris Wheel standing barren and unused over Market Street, but still an island of color against the cold, bleak days ahead.