I love the stretch of Hawthorne that runs along the train tracks. Most of the time it's just a quiet, small town road. At sunset, however, it transforms into a lacy study of color and light. Just look at the leafy silhouettes, the relics of our wired world and that MGM technicolor backdrop of a sky!
I know, I know. They're just trees, telephone poles and clouds. (But aren't they grand?)