Sometimes, I just sit or stand in stark stunned shocked surprised stupid stupefied stupefaction at something San Franciscan. That’s what this city does to its denizens.
It makes them overuse the letter “s.”
I revisited Corona Heights to get a view of San Francisco’s eastern horizon during the Magic Hour today, which began shortly after 5:30 p.m. local time. I arrived just in time to witness another brilliant late afternoon autumn weekend view of the city’s eastern shore, the East Bay, and on the distant horizon, Mt. Diablo.
Of course I took other pictures, starting with a pair of zoom shots of Mount Diablo.
I hadn’t noticed this crack in the boulder during my previous visit, another addition to my Grey Series.
During the walk back home, I saw that Courtney’s Grocery had begun celebrating two holidays. Took a bit of experimenting, but eventually discovered that the Dusk setting worked best for the challenges posed by the combination of colored lights and gathering dusk.
Vonn Scott Bair