The dimming light over Potrero Hill as seen from our little place.
Heading home from the market! Those are kohlrabi tops sticking out of the bag.
Best fruit I’ve ever had. It means “custard apple.”
The ferry building farmer’s market with clouds rolling in.
Olfactory bliss.
Our new friend Kyle came into town and needed a place to stay. The air mattress was excited (it had been struggling with feelings of worthlessness). Here we are at the farmer’s market with vegan doughnuts.
We closed on our house a week ago today! Yippee! It feels very strange indeed to have no cars or house. Good strange.
Walking to Trader Joe’s and BB&B! At about a mile it is our longest shopping trek, but it beats renting a ZipCar for such a small trip. It was chilly this weekend but the walk warmed us up to the point of discomfort once we got in the stores.
MLK Day parade!
