A bleary sunset in the East Bay...

For the most part I've been driving Way too much this past month. One day last week I found I was too tired to drive and didn't have a truckload of costumes to haul, so I took BART.

The whole ride looked like an Edward Hopper painting...



... double rainbow...

Ooh ahh.

Sol

A great grey haze hovers about San Francisco throughout May. A June gloom that I am always in denial of waits around the corner. For some reason the morning fog seems to last all day until just before the sun sets during early summer. When you work in the bowels of the theater even small glimpses of light count for a lot. I ride to outdoor train stations to wait for the right train to come along. Look... how pretty.