the golden gate bridge is much taller when you walk across it than when you drive across.
today was my first walk across in eleven years of living here! so many times i've watched crowds of shorts-wearing tourists brace themselves against sharp, wet winds blowing into their pinched faces as they walk across and i sit inside a golden gate transit bus or a toasty car. and so often there is no view at all for all the fog. but today was a perfect day for a GG stroll, as you can see.
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There is something wonderful about coloured containers... those lovely blocks of colour... and there is also something that makes me fearful of ever being locked inside one.
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