Sunday, June 9, 2013

Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly, women gotta paddle.

It's Sunday morning at the ol' apartment and we're watching life outside.

Some birds gotta fly, but not this cormorant. He just likes to stretch. It's Sunday for him, too.

Meanwhile, our neighbors like to paddle the local swan to each other's place when it's time to borrow a cup of sugar.

Rebecca and I are not just bird watchers. We like looking at the girls going by on their paddle-thingies.

Of course, some people prefer more conventional means of water travel. But what if their boats are too tall to pass under the Lefty O'Doul Bridge?

No problemo.

Back in Noe Valley, the place formerly known as our home has truly become a job site.

Am I the only one who thinks this looks like a great place to bury something?  Or someone?

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