by joshua heineman                        ( about cb )

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Each night as the sun sets, the Berkeley hills are spotted w/little points of light, like small fires, from the west-facing windows there reflecting back to San Francisco. They move from sea level to cloud level in perfectly equal & opposite relation to the falling sunlight. It’s absolutely beautiful & otherworldly. But, you see, this sort of thing happens all the time…
[ I took this on someone else’s camera ]

Each night as the sun sets, the Berkeley hills are spotted w/little points of light, like small fires, from the west-facing windows there reflecting back to San Francisco. They move from sea level to cloud level in perfectly equal & opposite relation to the falling sunlight. It’s absolutely beautiful & otherworldly. But, you see, this sort of thing happens all the time…

[ I took this on someone else’s camera ]