June 12, 2013

May 12, 2013


It's Mother's Day. We go, in the late afternoon, to Bernal Heights to catch the last warm-ish rays of the sun. The fierce wind blows Poppy's frisbee mid-throw, over the fence surrounding the radio tower. Paul climbs the tall fence to retrieve it (I should have gotten a picture of that). It is too bad I only had my iPhone camera with me.

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