Sunday Walk and Brunch

Lots of Pride flags and smiling faces out and about today. The Rose Garden was more crowded than usual, the breeze coming off the Bay was sweet, shriveled brown-paper roses enrich the vibrant new blooms now that Spring's first long delirium has faded a bit. Just one more week of teaching in prospect, and late summer freedom beckons. All rather lovely. Too bad, you know, about all the Nazis.