San Francisco’s Indian Summer
The past few weeks have brought the best weather yet here to the city. I’ve heard it referred to as the “Indian Summer” several times, and I am very happy for it. Finally, I walked out of the apartment without a jacket. Finally, I woke up to blue skies instead of fog. Finally, I broke a sweat hiking through the hills. Unfortunately, I think it is nearly over. So to commemorate our gorgeous days in the Bay, here are some photos in no particular order of sights I have seen.
Pumpkin Apple & Spice Muffin (and a new plate!)
Our sack lunch on the Coastal Trail just above Fort Cronkhite
Fog receding back to the ocean
STOP because the road has literally fallen into the ocean.
The only good thing about the sun coming up later is that we occasionally see the sun rising above the city
The Lily Pond in Golden Gate Park is infested with carnivorous African Frogs, but we only saw a mis-thrown pigskin.
I find it hard to believe there is actually water under the green film of algae.
A jazz band plays near the tunnel across from the Conservatory of Flowers
The courtyard of Fort Point at the base of the Golden Gate Bridge
Patriotism flying beneath the Golden Gate
This little light of mine. It never got to shine.
One of many circular stairs within the Fort