Finally! Golden Gate Bridge!
It was Sunday morning, our final day in San Francisco. The white fog was comfy on the hills beyond the condo’s windows. Sutro Tower was nowhere in sight. A sweet redheaded pal lay beside me with patterned breaths.
It was Sunday morning, our final day in San Francisco. The white fog was comfy on the hills beyond the condo’s windows. Sutro Tower was nowhere in sight. A sweet redheaded pal lay beside me with patterned breaths.
Like colorful soda bubbles rising to the surface, we were zipping and twisting up and through the San Francisco hills to Sutro Tower. The music was pumping through the speakers matching the sweet, but subdued, excitement of the morning. The wind was chasing us with a greater speed than we could escape it. I felt…
The fog was heavy. From the windows of Alex’s second floor apartment we couldn’t see any of the markers that would indicate where we were in San Francisco based on the maps we had been studying for the last two months. Alex pointed at a cloud, “Sutro Tower is there.” I nodded as if completely…
Gate five awaited our arrival. The anticipation was high and excited. The count down of Ryder’s fifth birthday adventure had been in the works for months. After less consideration than I expected, Ryder had foregone a birthday bash for his May 21st celebratory day in trade for a weekend to California to visit his stupendously…
What do Cinderella pumpkins, honey bears in forests, and gorgeous weddings have in common? October. It has been awhile since I have written a “Tracking” post, but October has inspired the theme once again. It was a fun-filled month of festivities. Exhibit 1: A hot October for trips to the beach.