This evening I'm feeling especially grateful for living where I do, in the midst of San Francisco. My husband is off singing, preparing for his concert on Saturday, I've had an evening walk to the post office and a corner market (I love shopping local and supporting our merchants).
Now I'm sitting at my computer. Strains of Beethoven piano sonatas are playing while wisps of fog swirl up from the bay, past my window. The last rays of sun are shining through the light fog and making Russian Hill more ethereal and beautiful than ever.
And, the Golden State Warriors are leading nicely in the 3rd quarter (I take a peek occasionally at the scoreboard to make certain all is well there!)
Some days, some evenings, it is simply grand to be alive, to be where we are. This is one of them for me, and I hope for you, too.
Simple pleasures, often the best ones.
Wishing you a great day.
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