diary

Sunset on Mt Tam, just above the clouds, watching the fog roll around below. Photo by @annabarryjester.

"The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco." Most famous thing Mark Twain probably never said. Photo by @annabarryjester for @burnmagazine.

Long day. I think we both needed a cuddle. San Francisco, CA. Photo by @annabarryjester for @burnmagazine.

A masala mutt watching the world go by. San Francisco, CA. Photo by @annabarryjester for @burnmagazine.

Pantsless, free range chicken at the bus stop. San Francisco, CA. Photo by @annabarryjester.

These beauties just waved hello to me. I'm told they are quintessential northern California flowers. Photo by @annabarryjester

I know it's a cliche for some, maybe most, but I never get sick of watching birds in flight overhead. Photo by @annabarryjester

Up close and personal with a masala mutt's tail, the Stinson Beach edition. Marin County, California. Photo by @annabarryjester

The tide is coming in. But it feels more like a rebirth than a death. We went home to read Matthew Arnold's 'On Dover Beach.' Photo by @annabarryjester.

Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. Hog Island Oyster Farm, California. By @annabarryjester