Most of my time in San Francisco is spent in the heart of the city – Mission, Market, North Beach, and other picture dense neighborhoods. For a change I spent a recent day in the area in and around the Music Concourse in Golden Gate Park. The slower, more deliberate pace in the park felt strange after walking the streets and feeling the cacophony for three or four hours. The grit of the streets and the anonymity in the crowds were replaced by the outward serenity of the cultured class. The day felt rewarding and I vowed to return, if only to change the pace.
This photograph came late in the day as many De Young Museum visitors began their treks home. Tired from the walking, I sat on a bench and framed passersby in the clear blue sky. Just the right back drop from Mother Nature.
I will share more pictures from the day in additional posts.