04.29.10

dear ducks: i just think you are pretty, that’s all.

04.28.10

dear zeus: i shot this standing in a downpour, looking at the blazing sky three feet away. is it raining? is it sunny? is it late april or early november? why can’t you decide?

04.26.10

dear roses: gryffin and i would like thank you for gracing the air of this entire block with your fragrance.

04.23.10

dear giant bird houses: are you home to albatrosses?

04.03.10

dear world: for two months, i have been mostly stuck indoors, tied to computer or puppy. but i am back. stay tuned!

12.02.09

dear seacliff: loving the sunsets.

11.29.09

dear gg bridge: still not tired of looking at you.

11.22.09

dear everybody: this beach is a 5-minute walk from my new apartment.

10.13.09

dear fellow san franciscans: why do we even bother with the umbrellas? the rain comes at us slanted, sideways and upside down. the gale-force winds invert them at every intersection. building ledges wait until we are beneath them to release a random deluge of excess water, and muni buses hurl tsunamis at us when we cross the street. after today, the sidewalks will be strewn with dead umbrellas, like broken birds.

10.11.09

dear peter pumpkin patch: you were quite the find, on our drive down hwy 1. i bought six pumpkins in various shapes and colors. i think we might actually get trick-or-treaters this year.

10.09.09

dear redwoods: i love you.

08.27.09

dear summer weather: wow, you really worked it out and made a glorious appearance today.

08.09.09

dear flowers that look like tropical insects: i marvel at how you seem so exotic and yet just grow in random places all over the city, at all times of the year.

08.08.09

dear saturday in the park: today was the perfect people/dog watching opportunity.

08.05.09

dear wednesday concerts in the park: this is one of the best things about summer downtown – even if you have to work, you can hear some free live music and sprawl on the grass during your lunch hour.

07.25.09

dear sun: welcome back. please stay.

07.05.09

dear napa: you set such a perfect stage for a day, that in addition to providing fine wines, a cloudless sky, gentle breeze, golden hills and ripe grapevines, the baby swans swim by as if on cue.

07.02.09

dear california: the fanciest flowers seem to grow so effortlessly beneath your blend of sun and fog.

07.01.09

dear olive trees: i intend to plant you in my backyard someday. alongside the lemon trees.

05.30.09 (part ii)

dear hannah: i couldn’t let this merry day slip by without noting our fantastic pedicures!