Driving home this evening I had one of those wierd tricks of perspective your snses sometimes indulge in. As I crested the rise, instead of the view appearing to be the normal one across the valley, the sunset and clouds combined for a moment to make it look as if I was gazing out over an ocean bay, with islands scattered about, waves braking against their shores. It was momentary, but magical. Made me think of the door at the Tavern....