
My daughter captured another striking scene, this time the Bay Bridge cast against a band of white cloud and a deep indigo sky. It will make an interesting painting.

My daughter captured another striking scene, this time the Bay Bridge cast against a band of white cloud and a deep indigo sky. It will make an interesting painting.

In this early morning photo my daughter captured Coit Tower perched above the old financial district.

My daughter took this photo of Coit Tower enveloped by morning fog. It reminds me of Carl Sandburg’s poem Fog.
The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.