The bay, from the hill.
I went out walking to learn my way around, and found a flower bed full of fabulous pastel aliens.
I got to Viks right at dusk.
A friend tipped me off to this beautiful view down Campanile Way, usually cloaked in fog.
Lights in the Doe Library courtyard.
I got up at dawn to meet an early bird for breakfast, and found myself in the weird parallel world of morning twilight.
Afterward, a cup of decaf and a sunbright hillside made me wish more than ever to be a morning person.
The Hearst Field Annex on a cloudy morning.
