BY CYNDI GREENING, SAN FRANCISCO, USA — The long weekend and a friend with computer issues prompted an unexpected journey to the Bay Area. There was heavy fog and rain when we arrived. The Golden Gate was shrouded in fog, barely revealing the lowest section. We crossed over to Marin; the fog rolled over the hills, chasing us up the peninsula. At 6:00 a.m., it was only 54°F. It was around 100° when I left Phoenix, so the crisp air was a welcome relief. The winds were gusty. Refreshing. Cruising up and down the hills made me ever so happy.
Since it is Memorial Day weekend, a trip to The Presidio was in order. The gravestones had all been thoroughly cleaned and gleamed a brighter white than I had ever seen. The wind snapped the flags (and made the Eucalyptus creak). One could feel the historical devotion to freedom and the sacrifice made by so many to protect our independence. Click the image above to see The Presdio on Memorial Day. Photos by Jeniece Toranzo
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