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Bellingham’s light shifts by the hour. Low marine clouds soften the mornings, afternoons break open with blue, and sunset pulls out copper from cedar trunks and rust from old metal roofs. A paint color that sings in a bright Phoenix kitchen can turn muddy here by 3 p.m., while a color that reads cool on a Portland fan deck can look just right on a south-facing Columbia home. That is the puzzle and the joy of painting in Bellingham: you select for changing skies, evergreen b