Loved the different colors, shapes petals of the roses. Everything from climbing roses with a single set of petals to complicated blooms like this one.
There are places on the highways north of San Francisco where the road is a single lane because the other lane has fallen away from the hillside. It makes for a more interesting drive...
The fog didn't, as Sandburg said, come on little cat feet. It lay there, swirling, dripping, undulating, hiding and disclosing, and then later faded away.