(San Francisco, CA) We go walking in the Presidio
, and Crissy Field
. Dogs of every shape and color romp in the sand. It was supposed to rain all weekend, but I think I’m getting a sunburn. The Marin headlands, green in a blue haze, remind me of the Great Smoky Mountains of North Carolina.
My brother points out edible plants. We nibble on leaves. The nasturtiums
were delicious – I’ll have to try growing some when I get home.