Not long back from a hectic time in San Francisco and now back to NYC where the weather has turned cold, wet and windy – perfect for hibernating in the… Continue reading
iPhone shots from a recent journey across the San Francisco Bay on the high speed ferry to and from Larkspur. Sitting on prime waterfront real-estate is California’s oldest prison, San Quentin, which is… Continue reading
On the road again . . . end of day sun rays on California St, San Francisco.
Inside Henry’s Italian Food in the Tenderloin, San Francisco. Henry is Asian. Breakfast was bacon and eggs, coffee and time – even if it was some time ago. …
Two beautiful voices, echoing in the emptiness of the deserted streets in downtown San Francisco, drew us to an alley-way . . . Waiting for Godot? Waiting for time to pass . .… Continue reading
Windows Through windows to a window beyond . . . .
Chasing the sun, the long wet road to sunset. Somewhere on the I-80 from Lake Tahoe back to San Francisco . . .
I know I have a brain because my head is hurting. My poor brain, getting smaller with age, did not need to be soaked and swollen with the vodka martini which seemed such… Continue reading
. . . always so important! Sitting in the sunshine of the Civic Centre, wonderful San Francisco where colourful is always a guarantee. What is not to love!
. . . you have certainly left an impression. Once upon a time, a man named Norm ran a bar in San Francisco. Popular rumour, one of many, has it that he ran… Continue reading
. . . my new friend. Yesterday, a pleasant afternoon here in San Francisco, I took to the streets of the Tenderloin where I had the pleasure of meeting Jackie. Jackie was sitting… Continue reading
. . . time of the year and congratulations go out to one of life’s happiest couples, Roger and Roy. Enjoying the sunshine and solitude of a Friday afternoon at Twin Peaks, in… Continue reading