Yeah, it was that kind of sunset, and I almost missed it.

If you don’t know why roses are popping up in here, you didn’t read the first post in the series.

There I was, last night, stuck in traffic heading towards the toll booths on the Oakland Bay Bridge…

Watching as the sun slid into the Pacific Ocean…

Watching my chances of taking good photos of this sunset slip away…

Fuming at the delay just as the cars around me were fuming into the atmosphere…

Take a deep breath. Smell the roses.

But I made it to Treasure Island in the middle of the bay, in time to get some pretty good shots.

And I have a lot more of them to share… after I get back from today’s adventure.