Riding Caltrain to work each morning, I engage in a sad little ritual which involves gazing at our pretty little hill out the window of a commuter train that’s carrying me away from home.
It’s a moment that always feels somewhat wistful and more than a little cheesy — kind of like the emotion one gets from that old video of “Faithfully” by Journey. The photo above shows how one such morning looked a few weeks ago.
On the bright side, I come back again each night, and now that the days are getting longer again, I sometimes return before Bernal Heights is hidden in darkness. And that feels great: Home again.
Here’s how that homecoming moment looked last night, as Bernal Hill played peekaboo with some brooding clouds and a fiery orange sunset:
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