Can anything be better than the cool, fresh air of summer mornings in San Francisco? This is what people in New York mean when you tell them you're moving there and they look at you agog and ask "Why??" (Image courtesy KPIX)See the right-side bar for my posting this morning on Metroblog SF, featuring photographs of St. Gregory Nyssa Church, where I go to morning prayer every weekday morning at 8. (If you like singing and you've got time, you should come.)
Tonight to the Giants game with Jeanne, who was also kind enough to come to my reading Wednesday night.
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