Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Memories of Home

To someone like me, who was born in the San Francisco Bay Area and lived a good number of years there, there is nothing as lovely to look at as the Golden Gate Bridge in the fog.

It feels like home. Cool weather. Sourdough bread. Ripe produce bought at farmers' markets. Dungeness crab at the wharf. Long walks at my own pace.

Hangin' out in Golden Gate Park and the zoo. Flower sellers on street corners. Being able to choose almost any cuisine and find it in a range of prices. Book stores and golden afternoons.

3 comments:

J at www.jellyjules.com said...

Seems like home to me, too. My favorite city anywhere. :)

Joy Des Jardins said...

I haven't been to San Francisco in a very long time.....but there is definitely a wonderful ambiance about that city that is undeniable. I love the Golden Gate Bridge in the fog too...

Betty said...

Sounds wonderful. I've only been to San Francisco once, and didn't have enough time to suit me. Maybe I'll be able to go back some day.