Yesterday my friend Mary and I took a glorious walk in the Presidio. I've never actually walked any of the paths in the Presidio, so I was pretty blown away. It was so nice to spend a few uninterrupted hours to talk with Mary and to be out in the fresh air surrounded by so much beauty.
This is a natural lake : mountain lake
I never get tired of seeing the bridge. It takes me back to what it felt like the first time I came to San Fran. They city seemed so magical then. It still does of course in some ways, but it's easy to get up, go to work, come home, repeat and to forget that I'm living in a place of such beauty. It was nice to have a reminder.