For some, the shortest month of the year can't end soon enough. Gray permeates the senses - clouds, streets, trees, bodies of waters and even attire - so much so that even sounds and scents seem muted and damp. Patience has grown thin.
The gray veil is pulled away on a suddenly sunny day, a taste of what spring will bring, revealing colors known, but nearly forgotten.
Along the shores of Puget Sound at Lincoln Park in West Seattle the water and sky and the Olympic Mountains are blue and white. With the sun, the white of the ferries and of the Alki Light get a reprieve from fighting against the gray.
