Friday, May 28, 2010


Rode the 5 Fulton bus after work out to San Francisco's Ocean Beach. After yesterday's rains the sky was exceedingly clear. At first the beach seemed oddly deserted. Whenever I am alone with the ocean I think about how it will go on, not only after I am dead but long after humanity is extinct. However, these reveries did not last long before various enthusiasts began showing up. And life reasserted itself.

The beach's curved retaining wall dates back to WPA days of the 1930s. It is a bit battered and corroded, but still sturdy enough to defend the parking lot above from the occasional wave that might reach so far.