Monday, January 01, 2007
Fog burns off
Funny fog we had today down our neck of the City.
The folks at SFist had a blog post and picture of a sunny day at Balboa and 42nd Ave and mused about why they were hearing fog horns blowing when they could see no fog.
At the same general time where we are, which is seldom foggy, we had something like this:
We watched (and I chronicled) the fog dissipate leaving us a beautiful day:
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A glimpse into my future, or so I'd like to believe.
Click on either picture for the sequence of photos.
posted by Sal Towse at 4:02 PM|
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The folks at SFist had a blog post and picture of a sunny day at Balboa and 42nd Ave and mused about why they were hearing fog horns blowing when they could see no fog.
At the same general time where we are, which is seldom foggy, we had something like this:
We watched (and I chronicled) the fog dissipate leaving us a beautiful day:
.A glimpse into my future, or so I'd like to believe.
Click on either picture for the sequence of photos.
Labels: photographs, San Francisco
posted by Sal Towse at 4:02 PM|
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: views from the Hill
Bertold Brecht:
Everything changes. You can make
A fresh start with your final breath.
But what has happened has happened. And the water
You once poured into the wine cannot be
Drained off again.
Everything changes. You can make
A fresh start with your final breath.
But what has happened has happened. And the water
You once poured into the wine cannot be
Drained off again.
