There is a pervasive state of decay to this city. The relentless heat and moisture tear everything from structures to streets slowly apart. There is a charm in that though. Life goes on, sometimes ending, but always rising in another form.
Bug
As I was saying... Circus Peanuts
"... until the age of plastic packaging, Circus Peanuts weren't readily...
The Little Things
The idea of Memorial Day weekend wasn't even on my mind when we decided to travel a month...
San Francisco Coastline
This was also taken the day Dave, Felice and I drove out to the Sutro Baths...
Woodsmoke Lane At Dusk
I loved the sky on this night as we left my brother's house. It had been raining...