The Sun rises over golden fields of algae, their hanging gardens planted to sheer granite walls and uncovered by the low tide, ancient in its ways, eagerly exposing this wonder of the water world. Happy Seaweed Sunday!
(VBAH: I actually don’t know where this is in Berkeley, but my guess would be north Berkeley/Gourmet Ghetto, maybe in the Walnut St. area? Splendid turret. I will probably go hunt this down and drool at it sometime.)