“The fog in San Francisco
is not just a weather pattern;
it’s a living, breathing entity.”
Rebecca Solnit
It was another one of those July San Francisco days. After thirteen hours of persistent fog, the sun finally emerged… at 7:00 p.m., and for less than five minutes. After that, the fog obscured the solar orb for the remainder of the evening. Still, San Francisco is one of the most beautiful cities in the world.
My first PhotoBlog (July 15th) received such positive reviews, I thought sharing yesterday’s seven-mile walk through the Outer Sunset might best be expressed in images, rather than words. You might notice that the biggest difference between the two photoblogs has to do with the brightness of the photos and the color of the sky. Yesterday was downright dreary, a reminder of why I’ve chosen to live in San José.

Judah & LaPlaya Streets

(Now a recreation area)



45th Avenue

(45th & Sloat)

(Yorba St. between 40th & 41st)

40th & Ulloa

I was class of 1972

Noriega Street

47th Avenue

47th Avenue

the Sunset District

(Home built at back of property)

48th & Judah

Ocean Beach
It was dark. For a while, it was damp. But yesterday’s walk through the Outer Sunset was both invigorating and nostalgic. I’m grateful for the opportunity to revisit my home turf.
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