describes the natural elements of San Francisco as almost "sexual".
So exuberant to the point of ferociousness, and rugged, framing the nacreous peaceful
people-scape of the city, with its mostly low-rise silhouette on a hilly horizon.
The greenery doesn't always seem to be a product of the earth, but rather, something
left behind by the wind, or the sea.......the limbs seem always outstretched and a little tortured.....as if crying to be taken back along for the journey. Out across the great not-so-Pacific-maybe Ocean. To escape. To adventure. To oblivion. To discovery?
Coit Tower is a perfect place to witness all of this from, and to see San Francisco as a
cosmic and elemental celebration of all of our small blue planet's comings and goings.