I don't work in in a high-rise. I don't work in the city. I look out my office window and down 2 feet and there is a wide expanse of green grass at my beck and call. As a matter of fact, I'm sitting on my back porch as I write this morning, and I'm looking out at an explosion of greenery in all its fury. It's mostly pale green, but it's here. And after the heavy rain forecast for the next few days, (ya, I wish I could send it all to the West coast), we'll be in a state of deep emerald. About 12 more hours of blue skies, and then your favorite color better be gray for the next few days. Middle of next week and all this blue and a few wispy clouds will make their way back. Got inside work to do. I can hold out.