When the fog backed off a bit yesterday morning I drove across the hill to the Community Garden, hoping for sunflowers in bloom. There are only three planted and none are anywhere near flowering. I've made a note to go back in two weeks.
I could see the pink triangle way over on Twin Peaks, but I didn't have my long lens and decided to focus on the yellow roses instead.
After lunch I got back on my old Miyata to ride downtown to look at a couple of shows, one at the SF Camerawork gallery, the other at The Luggage Store on Market.
I took this a couple of weeks ago when Kit and I went to see the Birth of Impressionism show at the de Young. Now I have the fifer in the window from both sides.
In between these excursions I'm still poking away at my pictures from Holland and Belgium, still disappointed with most of them.