I'm just back from a short trip to quirky, colorful San Francisco, where my camera's eye was drawn to windows, words, and the Farmer's Market.
I love how a window can tell many stories with its signage, views inside, and reflections of the street outside. That's me, my friend and my camera reflected above in the Cafe Madeleine Chocolat window.
The window above shows patrons relaxing inside the Vesuvio bar, in the North Beach area. Jack Kerouac reportedly liked to drink there. I can imagine the verse on the window being composed on a napkin inside the bar:
"When the shadow of the grasshopper falls across the trail of the field mouse on green and slimey grass as a red sun rises above the western horizon silhouetting a gaunt and tautly muscled Indian warrior perched with bow and arrow cocked and aimed straight at you it's time for another martini."
... which leads nicely into the window shot of the nearby legendary City Lights Bookstore, which features books by Kerouac and the other Beat writers. From the upstairs "Poetry Room" we spotted someone's laundry hung outside to dry:
Earlier in the day, we browsed the Farmer's Market at the Ferry Building. Here's a tiny sampling of the bounty we found there:
Have a colorful day