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Updated: May 25, 2025

Now it was blue and ruffled, now black and calm, now slate-gray, a mysterious shade this last, so that when the fog began to shoot lances across the waters, these fleets at anchor by Quarantine wharf seemed argosies of fairy adventure. Even Tamalpais, the gentle mountain which rose beyond everything, changed ever with the change in her veil of mist or fog or rain-rift.

Will Irwin - The Readjustment