We had planned to spend a good chunk of Easter, which was forecasted to be a gorgeous day, doing a stairway walk in Fremont. But plans changed when Rowan became very sick in the wee hours of the morning. The girls didn’t mind at all, and declared the day to be one of the best ever (which is what they say of all good days), in contrast to poor Rowan’s worst Easter ever. That evening as I went out to the store for the umpteenth time that day I couldn’t ignore the golden light spilling out from the west, and arrived at Sunset Park just in time to catch Easter’s stunning sunset. More photos on Flickr.