somewhere in the southbay there is a room with a view from where, in the summer, this is a common sight as the marine layer pushes into the bay and floods the valley
and there is a small garden that, after the first light snowfall of the winter, has a view of white tipped trees covering the santa cruz mountains
at an old mission, artwork in tiles adds color to a corner courtyard
the afternoon sun fills a lounge where chairs and a piano wait for the evening crowd to drift in
a cute and possibly edible house sits quietly in the east bay hills
two grown men showing unabashed joy and youthful glee on a parade route celebrating gay pride in our socially-diverse city by the bay
collage of sky and building
a university football team practicing in the preseason while many ardent fans look on
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