so it goes

[bridge over san francisquito creek, palo alto/menlo park border]

no turning back

[lytton ave]

here we go into 

the future (as if we didn't 

do that every day). farewell, 

2008.

twins

[palo alto caltrain station]

they're no match for 

the catbus, sure, but

they do have a certain 

feline quality, i think

left

[palo alto caltrain station]

fair california, i have

not abandoned you. i'm

coming home soon.

meow

[university ave]

sometimes you just can't not
stop to take a picture

good news

[bryant st at embarcadero]

i haven't, as i had
feared, completely forgotten how
to ride a bike. (and
lucky for me, this town's pretty
bike-friendly, too.)

what color was your day?

[park blvd, i think]

the weather today was
gorgeous, sunny and eighty
degrees in november. golden saturday
morning overflowing with
brightness, afternoon turning sour
lemon. golden. yellow.

despite the warnings...

[palm drive, stanford]

...i've decided to get a bike.

one too many instances of

dissonance between mine and

the shuttle's schedules, and

the time has come. i hope

that what they say about never

forgetting how to ride a bike is

true (it's been at least a decade

and a half).

rush hour

last-minute campaigning at

palo alto caltrain station

follow the election results
minute-by-minute here!

but then again, if you must travel on four wheels...

[alvarado row, stanford]

before i moved to california, i was living
in utah, where it wasn't easy being green.
there, never did i spot a real live prius;
here, a flock of hybrids is a common sight.

around here the wheel count of choice is two

[palo alto bicycles, university avenue]

it's no davis, but palo alto
does cater to a large number of cyclists.
without wheels myself, i guess
i'm not a real palo altan
yet