The walk up McAllister early in the morning is becoming part of my new getting-to-work-at-the-library routine. This morning was radically different from any previous trip in one particular – the absence of fog. So sunup really meant sunup. And I particularly admired the way the sun was treating the attic level of this run-down Victorian house, now in process of being brought back to health and vigor, its fanciful dispositions of detailing pulled back from the brink of decay.