The foreground of an image from the Berkeley Hills is usually a dark network of trees and trails, but the conveniently timed headlights of a car at Lawrence Hall of Science lit up the dry grasses of midsummer. Their oranges matched the sunset.
The view of the Seattle’s skyline from across the harbor always gives me the warm and fuzzies.
It must have been nice to be Washington, being able to hang out in a nice new house while your soldiers had to hang out in slapped together cabins during the harsh winter in Valley Forge.
The simple joys of a summer fair.