Tuesday, June 26, 2007
I can't tell you how many times I've been in this back, hidden part of Ft. Mason without noticing this very odd construction. My focus has always been out into the bay or back and above to the road I've just climbed on my bike from Aquatic Park to Crissy Field.
But there it is, an obvious labor of love by someone, sometime, I presume many years ago.
Why the steps on the back side?
Before I took up a camera again I didn't notice, didn't see so much. Seeing too much had become a distraction I then couldn't afford, now I can.
But today, now that I've finished my coffee, sitting here inside my ring of ant chalk, is a day of deep house cleaning and many loads of wash at the laundromat.