On a sunny Saturday after endless rain showers, I headed down to Glen Canyon to hike along one of the two remaining free-flowing streams in San Francisco: Islais Creek. In certain spots, where the 300-foot canyon walls hide the City, and the rushing stream blankets the traffic noise, you get a ‘time machine’ sense of the pre-1850 landscape, the same ones the 1770s Spanish expeditions saw, and had existed hundreds of years before that.
At this point we may as well just quote Shakespeare and be done with it:
“I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.”
A green meadow, a bank of flowers, and a swiftly flowing stream. All in the middle of an urban area of seven million people.
Some scenes from a short work trip to somewhere I had never been: Oklahoma. From Land Rush to Oil Rush, this is a place that has been at the center of so much of the American story. Again, just a few days, but I had time for a brief but moving glimpse at the Oklahoma City National Memorial.
Some scenes from a trip to Kraków, Poland a few years back. Lots of shots of scenes from “Schindler’s List” film locations (including the fascinating and sobering Factory Museum), the former Jewish Kazimierz district we stayed in, and Old Town with the Wawel Cathedral and the tombs of Polish leaders from the Middle Ages into the 21st century. Enjoy!
A few weeks ago I had a chance to spend some time in San Antonio prior to a work trip. Check out some photos of the River Walk and La Villita at Christmastime, the Alamo, Cathedral San Fernando, and the new(ish) Briscoe Museum of Western Art.
A nice short break to enjoy the sights and tastes of SA (and an unexpected snowfall)–enjoy.
Selfies, hipsters, coffee, and the surprising corners of the Russian capital.