San Francisco's Golden Gate Park, where it runs alongside Fulton. I walked over to Clement Street for lunch with my old good friend who is the bookkeeper at Green Apple Books, the best used book store in a city rich in used book stores. We talked about the 1950s-style black leather sofa that I gave to my old friend the bookkeeper when I had no room for it, and now he has no room for it, and I have plenty of room for it, so he has kindly offered it back.
Later, on the way back to work, I witnessed these glowing greens under the fog.