AN URBAN PALETTE WORTHY OF THE IMPRESSIONISTS
The atmospheric river just washed over California. San Francisco was spared the worst, but a few torrential interludes kept us aware.
Good news? Fire season is officially over. Bad news? Flooding, downed limbs and trees, plenty of disruptions. Standing in the spot above I had just walked past the scene below.
The skies were still gray, a slight drizzle reminding everyone of the downpours just past.
But it was hard to stand on the quiet sidewalk and not admire the palette Mother Nature had dipped into to create a scene Camille Pissarro might have wanted to paint.
Ah, Camille Pissarro. One of my favorites. I don’t love all his paintings, but several of them are among my most favorites. I appreciate your invoking his name when contemplating the beauty that is around us.
I love you, Frannie.
Thanks, thanks! It just looked like one of his paintings to me. We need to walk some streets together soon, or at least dine beside one. Happy T’giving and boundless love to you & all ❤️