My last boss told me once that he can tell I’m not a native because I always look up at the architecture. He didn’t add “and salivate over it every time” probably only because I was actively doing so…
I think better than half of the photos I take are of the golden hour.
I’m grateful to be alive every time I find myself out in it.
Spooky beautiful vibes on Frederick near Masonic
And a rare clear shot of Sutro Tower from St. Francis Circle:
