Monday, March 29, 2010

all around the town

the ghost of marilyn

let sleeping dogs lie

if you say so

strolling oldie

pink jasmine in vase

like balloons with petals

get your spot on

dogherd

bridge

bridge with lavender

fresh loin of spring biker

in washington square park

overkill - there goes the neighborhood

doorway beyond doorway, north beach

coit tower through the trees

rest time

Thursday, March 11, 2010

she's at it again

madonna and child

four girls

building with blue sky windows

the street where i live

haight street

his sign says "my other guitar is a syringe." notice the police officers standing by in case he decides to shoot up on the sidewalk.

o when the saints go marching in

dogograph in black and white

faithful retainers

Tuesday, March 09, 2010

environs

chinatown

crystal fair

crystal balls (my haul)

chinese porn seller

ride 'em, cowboy

this child looks so much like my son at that age.

fierce guard dog

Thursday, March 04, 2010

sunny day in north beach

big, knobby trees, north beach



sleeper, washington square park

coit tower, blue sky

north beach alley

how much is that doggie in the window?

this picture doesn't begin to capture the shock of seeing three fully-stocked twin strollers approaching - (not sure if "single file" is the appropriate term) one after another. i could only get them from the rear.

Sunday, February 28, 2010

it's not just a day at the beach, y'know

girl in pink

matching boots and hair

pooch pouch

siesta after lunch at chilayo

he works hard for his money

dachshunds a deux - right before they followed their owner into a hot dog stand

who doesn't need one of these?

curls to spare

last day of february in san francisco

i can't tell if the kid is dressed for the indy 500 or a hazmat expedition

Sunday, February 21, 2010

here and there

blondes do have more fun



mossy stump

family

swan child

park bench with red shoes

free the dogs

we still can wait some more

corduroy bicycle

gross

Thursday, February 11, 2010

whatever

i bought this pitcher for daffodils and try to keep it stocked.

uh oh, somebody pulled the plug.

sigh

headless in san francisco

i bet he tap dances, too.