Photos for photo’s sake. Sometimes I just want to post a photo without tying it back to some meaningful context.
Last weekend we left behind foggy San Francisco to celebrate a birthday on sunny Angel Island. On the way back we stopped at Battery Spencer, one of my favorite spots to take in the grandeur of the Golden Gate. The bank of fog was concentrated over San Francisco, creating the impression that the Golden Gate Bridge was leading motorists directly into the clouds.
My walk to work takes me through a lively cross-section of San Francisco: down Fillmore and Church, then across the Mission on 18th Street all the way to Folsom. The beauty below caught my eye a few days ago, and reminded me how I used to walk to work with my camera on the off-chance I’d stumble upon something interesting (even after walking the same route, day after day). So this morning I decided to resuscitate the old habit.
After three nights at Jeoffrey’s place in San Dionisio, we returned to Iloilo City for the big Dinagyang Festival’s dance and drumming competition on January 23rd. As I understand it, the festival is held to honor a statue of Santo Niño (or holy child, also known as baby Jesus), and is patterned after a similar festival in the region, the Ati-Atihan. We didn’t know we needed tickets for the choreographed dance competition, so we watched the performers—all high schoolers—from the street, marching in flamboyant costumes made from indigenous materials.
Stephanie found this cute bird’s nest in the grapevines today (our last day of wwoofing) while we were shoot thinning Sémillon in the rain. Each egg was no bigger than my fingertip.
