Blue bottle, Blue sky, Blue bike, Blue eyes, wait, mine are brown…
I live for
Good morning from Market st.
Blue bottle, Blue sky, Blue bike, Blue eyes, wait, mine are brown…
I live for
Good morning from Market st.
This week there was some windy experiments going on with the city. It can draft you from one side of the city to the next and go from 47° to 67°. Oh spring.
11th st /soma
nice socks! 9th ave /inner sunset
This past Sunday, the Bike Kitchen celebrated their new space by throwing a little re-opening party. They are back in the Mission. Located back in the same block where the old warehouse and swap meet used to be sometime ago. Very cool. Their spanking new space is super nice, I liked it. It was terribly windy that day. I’ll swing by on Thursdays here and there to say hi to JD 😉
Bike Kitchen | 650H Florida St, San Francisco Calif.
Parking.
B.
Shiny.
Wicked witch from the west corrupts the Jenga.
Boys in the windtunnel.
It would be so much fun to have one of these around.
Self parking.
Friend hauler…
for the beer run.
Self parking.
Friend hauler…
for the beer run.
Market st.
First/Howard st.
I had always wanted to take a snap of that super tilted old call box, and this guy flew by. Nice.
This is dedicated to the fashionable gray inspirations by MaryJo from trustyourstyle.com.
She inspires me to wear more gray often.
Yesterday it rained. This was taken a few weeks back during a misty but sweet park chill-out session. Shortly after this was taken, a dog felt the need to mark my bike under his territory. Silly dogs.
Alamo square.
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