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I had the privilege of spending part of July in one of my favorite cities, San Francisco. I had forgotten that July is, paradoxically, one of coldest months of the year. A cold, grey mist seemed to permanently hover above the Bay when looking into the distance from the shores of Fisherman’s Wharf. The next day would be a completely different matter, as the city seemed to bloom with sunshine, bringing all kinds of people to bask on the green lawn of the Yerba Buena Arts compound right in the middle of downtown, hula hoops and all.

San Francisco Bay, view from Fisherman's Wharf.
San Francisco Bay, view from Fisherman’s Wharf. July 2014.



Hula-hooping it during lunchtime in downtown San Francisco. July 2014.

And, I couldn’t resist a shot of the public compost bin. If only other cities had them!