Category: Sun

  • Burning Mist

    Burning Mist

    I love watching western fog fires, as the sun falls below drifting clouds, on summer evenings in the East Bay. This brief but spectacular spectacle of burning mist is as mesmerizing as real flames. 

  • Winter Sun

    Winter Sun

    As a 6 year old child in London’s East End, sunsets were a rarity because the sun was always shrouded in fog. As a 10 year old child in Guyana, sunsets signaled the disappointing end of playtime and arrival of mosquitoes.  Brooklyn sunsets at 15, felt like English sunsets without mosquitoes. At 38, after months…