Coming home from Paris can be a rude awakening. I wasn't ready to leave, but just as I looked out the window on my first morning home, the sun broke through the lowering sky and sent me colors to feel happy about. The gray doesn't bother me, but the colors made me smile and rush for the camera. It was a welcome scene. I love the fog around the prow of the ship in the first photo. Sometimes the middle of the 4-mile-wide river seems to have its own weather pattern.