The fog shrouds San Francisco during the day and eve hours obscuring the views creating a mysterious edge. At a magic hour, the curtain of fog lifts to unveil a beautiful cityscape, sun, sky and Bay. The TransAmerica, Coit Tower, Bank of America buildings strut their stuff. The blue lapis poses as a fog beacon to warn others.
The fog begins to swirl in the afternoon hours and will soon hide the City again. The Tiny Tims used on the fringe are the fog droplets left behind on your skin and everywhere you touch.
My recent trip to San Francisco (my original home)
was a memorable one.
Bead on! Victoria
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