It was gorgeous this evening at dusk -- 65°, smoky lavender sky, the smell of the Bay carrying on a gentle breeze. On a whim, I grabbed my camera as Bo and I set out for a long walk.
I was lucky enough to capture this train as it blew thru the Oakland Amtrak station. Its failure to stop is a cheesy but appropriate metaphor for the blur my summer has been. Full, focused, and hectic all at once.
I'm really looking forward to Autumn.
