Ha! That’s an artsy one. That is taken through the leaves of that old plum tree on the top level of my mom’s backyard.
You can see little wisps of fog creeping in over the bay, the same fog that was coming in under the Golden Gate when I was meeting those dogs.
Redwood trees and some distant Eucalyptus… Eucalypti?
The flowers blooming on a tree in the dying light of the setting sun.
I still love the yard at my mom’s house… so many good childhood memories.
The fog is getting thicker.
Can you see the roses in the foreground?
Even more fog.
When I got to the Bay Area yesterday afternoon, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. This morning, there wasn’t a sky in the clouds… or fog… HA!