I know in many places it's winter, but in San Francisco, it feels like fall. Crisp, clear, sunny days and chilly nights. This is one of the few trees around that changes color. I think it's a gingko. Why don't we have fall here? Hmm.
I love my adopted city of San Francisco. I've lived here since 1998. When I'm not working, I love going out to hear live music, staying home to read a book (or three!) running, making dinner for friends and yoga. Guilty pleasures: America's Next Top Model, a ballpark hotdog with sauerkraut and drinking wine in my pajamas.