This is it! The last of the photos from the Berkeley Rose Garden and of the sunset from Treasure Island in San Francisco Bay.
Rare roses that might exist in only one or two other places in the world.
A rare city that definitely only exists in one place in the world.
The colors of roses.
The colors of the sky.
Man can alter nature.
And he can seek to protect himself from it.
He can change a rose so much that it almost doesn’t look like a rose anymore.
And he can cover over a place where once flowers grew.
I’m not sure where I am going with this exactly. I didn’t mean for it to get so heavy.
I’m visiting my mom. She doesn’t even have cable TV, so I am pretty insulated from things right now, but some news has leaked through into my isolation, and I guess it is working on my mood.
I sort of want to get back home, so I can start posting about real issues again… but I need this time away from it… for roses… and sunsets.
And a city by a bay.