in my neighborhood

A gorgeous morning in San Francisco, 

led to walking my daughter to school.  

About a 40 minute trip--up and down 

the many hills between here and there we went. 

 Morning sun warming our faces.
A Morning Bun from Tartine delighting our insides.

And then this wonderful thought,
sweetly painted on a nearby storefront.

Nothing like a wander through the neighborhood,
holding my daughter's hand,
to remind me of all
the sweet little pleasures of life.