Went for a walk after dinner and snapped a few pics.
We moved to an area of fires and earthquakes, but it is a really beautiful neighborhood. It was wiped clean about fifteen years ago by a big wildfire. All the homes are new and crazy big, and they scamper up the hills in the most amazing ways; it's hard to show in pictures. And stylistically, the homes stretch the American vernacular - from pseudo-colonial, to California Mission, to "real new".
A guy from Berkeley Public Works told me that our house and the one across the street were really the only two buildings to come through the fires intact. It's strange that it should all feel like an established area and a new development at the same time.