Trees, Trees, Trees.

Driving along the freeway from Dublin, driving through Crow Canyon in the rain. This weekend it's Muir Woods and Berkeley. The sunset falling below the coastal fog and my face in the breeze, the eucalyptus along the 680.

Walked among the redwoods, trod along the Golden Gate Bridge. Hairpin turns and switchbacks, beautiful earthy boys running steep trails, the downtown San Francisco's Pacific Heights. Multi-million-dollar homes. The place movies are made.

I'm exhausted. And I hate my stupid-ass face.

PICTURES!

that's me among the trees, I seem so lost.