dreaming in the shadows of the Sleeping Maiden

Mt. Tam glimpsed from office window in Greenbrae

In a landscape of rolling hills, ragged trees, spindly bushes, and gently bending creeks, the buildings on this street are all strictly angular, framing and reframing the views both outside and inside. Through the myriad of frames the eyes are driven to halt only at points that cross and recross. If one does manage to break the spell of frames and rest the idling eyes on the world beyond, it wouldn’t be uncommon to think, for a moment, that the mountain looks askew, almost unnatural.