More of San Francisco

I've done a great job procrastinating, if you need any tips on avoiding things just ask, I can keep you busy not doing what your suppose to for hours, days even.

I took a walk through Golden Gate Park on Friday afternoon.

I was walking along this jogging trail and I came across this vault bar. Ha ha, if you know me your laughing about this point, I am an accident waiting to happen, my name should be Grace. So I come to this and think, I can do that, no problem. I'm in great shape. So I step on up to the bar like I'm a cowboy and I adjust myself before my big try, I give a little jump, Christ sake, I barely get my legs over the bar, I hit my hip and I stumble to my feet, I look around, did anyone see that miserable attempt to jump over the vault bar. No, shesh, I'm gonna have to give that another try, maybe that was just my bad side. So I give a little jump, this time going the opposite direction, nope, that was defiantly my bad side. I had visions of messing up my back so I resisted the urge to prove that I could do this. I walked away.

 
 Thanks to the rain on Saturday I was kept inside forced to write for much of the day. I was so pleased with how much I got done. So what, that I hadn't showered, I didn't even get out of my pajamas, I just sat on the couch and plugged away at the task at hand.  I did take a few breaks.

 A picture from the kitchen window. In between storms.

 Another picture from the kitchen window. It was raining and these three little birds were enjoying the rain. I love that I caught the middle bird shaking himself.

 The sun trying to breakthrough the grey clouds.

 Sunday afternoon Lucy and I went for a walk at Baker Beach

 An American Bulldog meets an English Bulldog, good thing they both speak English. I love the smile on his face.

 Kelp

I took over a dozen pictures trying to get a shot of the wave as it curled over just before it broke into a frothy white foam.

 

 This little crow allowed me to get pretty close.

 It was just letting me know, it knew right where I was.

Do you think animals enjoy their surrounding? Is this crow just checking out the ocean and the sun sinking lower in the sky?

 This afternoon on my walk with Lucy we started right down the block. There is this trail that leads to the sand dunes it branches off one path leads down to the beach and the other path leads up to Sutro Park.
 Here on the corner is this scary house, the lights are never on, I don't every remember it being painted, well now the fence has been pushed down in a couple spots, along the remain fence is a variety of bright graffiti. The house has even been tagged. Now the reason that I mention this is once it gets dark I won't step foot on this trail. There's something spooky down there now. See I'm just not the kind of girl that is scared by being out in the wild. I hike 10, 20 even 30 miles out to the middle of nowhere without a second thought, but you ask me to step 100 feet down a dark trail in San Francisco with a dog, hell freaking NO! you can't make me.

 Here's looking up towards the spooky house.

 When I was a kid, these sand dunes had no ice plants growing on them. My brother and I would run down the hill and jump off the top dune and roll down the sand. We spent hours playing in this spot. Now it gives me the creeps.

Inside the spooky backyard, looks likes someone was living back in the trees. There is so much trash littered around this backyard. I feel bad for these people, they've tried fixing the fence and it keeps getting kicked in.

 The Cliff House off in the distance, that's Marin in the background.

 What's a blog without a picture of Lucy. Lucy had a birthday last week, 9 years old.

Trying to get a picture and Lucy comes up, as if she's asking what cha looking at?

 Jelly fish, looks like a silicon implant.

 Surfers and Snowy Plover

Sand dollar

From the look of the hole at the top of this huge tractor tire it looks like it fell off a ship, Yeah yeah, I know ships don't use tires, but as a bumper. 

 Sun setting

I like that I somehow caught this dog owner throwing a ball for his dog, do you see the blur of the dog racing to retrieve the ball?

 I can almost hear the sigh of the sun as it sets and the applause of us watching the sun put on this beautiful display, one last gift for the day.