Oh, don’t get too excited. I’m talking about huge, swollen flamey balls of sunsety goodness. But I can’t just keep naming every sunset post I do something about sunsets. It gets boring.

So last night, as I do whenever I am in the Bay Area visiting my mom, I drove to my favorite spots up in the Berkeley hills to take some sunset pictures. It was a partially foggy and cloudy evening.

I mean, San Francisco is right over there, but you can’t see it.

Not even when you zoom in. I knew there was a chance that the fog and clouds would totally obscure the sunset.

Either that, or they would add to it tremendously.

I will let you be the judge.

A bird in the last rays of the setting sun.

The moon, wishing the sun would hurry up and go away, so that it might get on with its job.

Okay, I will see you later with more huge, swollen flamey ball photos… HA!