As I was wishing my grandma happy birthday, on this her 90th, I paused for a few moments in the middle of Harbor Steps. The sun was just cresting enough to catch the edge of the stairs. Gorgeous. As I wrapped up the call, all smiles and happiness, there were big shafts of sunlight coming down through some dense fog. Loved the repetition, light differences, etc. Happy birthday grandma. Seattle loves you very much.