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With the weather getting colder and continuous rain becoming a thing once again in California, I am always in too much of a hurry to take a photo. Especially in the rain. I always admire shots in the rain, but when it actually does the idea of coming out with a camera is not on my mental to-do list. Watching the landscape transform with the moisture and the sky being a grey neutral color is perfect for photography. As well as seeing the lights reflect off of wet pavement at night, which would be stunning to capture, once I muster the courage to leave my warm car.

Whenever I work in Oakland I always pass by neighborhoods, trucks, and bridges with the most intricate and colorful street art on it. A mixture of tags, full on art pieces, and the rugged backdrops to the art make a stunning scene. The dull grey of the neighborhood contrasts against the shocking colors of graffiti all around the area. Not even fire hydrants or the tops of the tallest most decrepit buildings are safe from street art. I’m far too tired to pull over in traffic and go explore, but knowing the location, one day I will capture the hidden art and graffiti of the locals, before it’s washed away or painted over. Especially the trains that pass through the area, each car yielding a different crop of street art.

The Alameda Antique fair is located on a huge ex-military lot on the outskirts of Alameda. Being a vendor there, I stay after the fair as long as I want. As more people move out the landscape around unfolds, the entire bay and the city of san francisco pops into sight. This particular weekend, the fog was forming a massive dark wall rolling down hills and in an hour had engulfed the whole city. The sun setting behind the colossal clouds illuminated them further, making a surreal scene. I wish I had brought my camera, for this lot is only open once a month.

Having to commute from Marin county, I often take the winding backroads through Nicasio Valley to Petaluma and finally Cotati. While driving to class I see the sun rise and illuminate the rolling hills and fields surrounding the area. Early in the mornings fog lazily slides down the hills and brings definition to the landscape.

I am so lost in thought and often in a rush, but I still mentally take note of the beauty that surrounds me before I whisk by. The beauty of nature untouched by mankind, but so close to it strikes me driving these roads. Yet, I never find the time to stop and take out my camera. I’ll have to take photographs at one point, and make time to capture the moment.