Flutterby™! : Hawk Hill

I would say that the one on the right down there is the very definition of "optimism":

The hike this morning was up Hill 88, with a side trip to look down on Hawk Hill, where they trap and tag raptors for study. The Marin headlands are where hawks congregate until the flying conditions are right to get altitude to head south across the Golden Gate, so it's a great place to observe 'em. We saw a boatload of red tails (more than turkey vultures today, which was shocking), a couple of harriers, a kestrel or two... The only problem was that I realized that aside from this particularly vocal raven, good bird pictures start with $10k in glass.

Any day which starts hiking up out of the fog (did I ever tell y'all about the day in that area that the fog was so thick we got lost and ended up in the next valley over?) and includes that many incredible bird sightings and even a few late-blooming wildflowers in the otherwise "golden" (brown) hills, like this prevalent wild pea variant, is pretty darned good.