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I'm re-reading Robert Adams' "Beauty in Photography" again. What he wrote there was backed up in my experience when I came across this old image:
"We rely, I think, on landscape photography to make intelligible to us what we already know. It is the fitness of a landscape to one's experience of life's condition and possibilities that finally makes a scene important or not."
When I look at the image above, a flood of memories—aesthetic and emotional--are called up in me. So many happy memories—San Francisco will always be a bit like the Emerald City for me: stunning, almost overwhelming in beauty. And full of so many possibilities!
Coda: and filled with smoke right now, I believe. Not a happy possibility, but living on the San Andreas fault and so near to so much dry vegetation , that's part of its beauty too—its fragility is part of the life-condition of being there.