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September 20, 2012
Walking in 9/17/12
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Parrots squawking wake me up this morning.
A string of toddlers stumbles down steep sidewalks each clutching onto a fluffy ring on the chain
Eucalyptus trees and cool breeze and I'm on my little path into work
T-shirt weather today and climbing the roadside steps of Union Street.
Coit Tower is open
Ugly people kiss awkwardly in the sunlight
The dying cancer patients are wheeled past stunning Depression-era murals in the tower
Workers carry buckets of paint up insane crumbling staircases and power-wash ancient stone patios
They care for the grounds but they don't care about the grounds
They rake the purple Princess Flowers into neat piles devoid of pride and ambition
Just the indifference of tending a millionaire's grounds
He could be out here barking orders over the leaf blowers but he isn't
These gardens are to me a blessing and a curse
A curse because they are so beautiful but so difficult to capture
And it's not just me
Every idiot with an SLR is sort of laughing and shaking their heads, but not shooting
Ansel Adams said landscape photography is the ultimate challenge and often the ultimate disappointment
New Guinea Impatiens and a tourist taking flower photos with a flash
"Storms make trees take deeper roots"
German tourists shoot hummingbirds in the shade
I'm bleeding from vine-ripened blackberries
Finally I identify the flat where The Parrots of Telegraph Hill was filmed
But its nothing special. Just a modest little flat hidden by the mad gardens
Food trucks line Sansome Street and now the slow decline into financial district
Chicago brick of Jackson Street
People eating lunch in the park behind the TransAmerica pyramid
The most perfect air conditioner in the world
Feels like you're standing on Mount Evans but breathing the air from Havana
A girl with long, bright-orange hair
A homeless man with Santa Claus hair and a bright blue lollipop
Shoes ground down as only the homeless can manage
A worker-bee in a black suit guards a subterranean lift
Carrying supplies to dark people in dark cellars
A jackass on an insanely loud Harley and that's why ill never own one.
Posted by Rob Kiser on September 20, 2012 at 12:00 AM
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