No need to fear the beard.

I tried to keep a little bit of distance from all the Giants mania going around town, just because I don’t like being one of those people who jumps onto bandwagons late in the season. But the bandwagon rolled fast and loose, and it was hard not to get swept up in the excitement.

Today’s walk.

Parks are imagined as a respite from the city that surrounds them, but the city always finds its way in.

Lessons on living in San Francisco, #18.

Next thing you know, you’re no longer walking in Noe Valley, you’re climbing Noe Freaking Mountain and tumbling down the other side.