i almost made it. i drove a little bit fast as the light faded, remembered the restaurant with the view on san jon road. zipped up the steep, wide driveway, stopped the car at the dead end of the street and hopped out (there she is, still running, with ‘my woman from tokyo’ blasting out of the open door). and here is the sky, not quite what i’d hoped to capture, the brilliant pinks barely visible (see the teeny moon-sliver?).
i had forgotten about the restaurant on the hill — usually i go all the way downtown, and sunsets can be missed just dealing with parking.
i’ll remember that deadend road, next time i’m out chasing me some sky.
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those of you yearning for the melly may find here here, with a rousing account of her wild night out last night.