Took a Walk at Lunch Today Around San Francisco

[Nightshift]

This is important. This means something.

Thanks for posting.

It means these parrots can speak English, they are not afraid of electricity, and they are planning something.....

 

[Rogue]

Nice shots.

What's the deal with the tree full of parrots (makaws, whatever kind o' birds)?

Those are the famous wild parrots of Telegraph Hill. Once somebody's pets, they got loose, and the rest is history. There's a documentary made of the, described here.

Yea,

We have them in Pasadena too. Noisy SOBs.

https://natureali.org/parrot_project/suburban_jungles.htm

 

[Khunajawdge]

Interesting choice of subjects = my birthplace!

JB, your photos are clear and well focused but, unfortunately they pale in the reality of the folks that have to live there.

I was born there in 1950 at St. Marie's Hospital on the North Side of Golden Gate Park. My parents lived there until 1958 when we moved to Watsonville, CA. and I grew up as a country bumpkin'. I will never live in a BIG city again, especially SF!

Too many memories???

Glad you find SF inspiring!

cheers,

 

[RenoJohn]

Jim,

Wow, thanks for sharing this. Time stopped for me as I went through your pics. I grew up in a hick town up near Mt. Shasta and after college I spent some time in San Francisco.

First jaunt was with a couple of crazy roomates near Fulton and Stanyan (little street called Shreder) ....Yep, right off the Haight and the panhandle. I can't tell you the fun we had and we spent too much time partying and exploring the great city. Art's (down in the avenues) for breakfast in attempts to cure the every-day hangovers. Cute girls galore with USF at our back-door and of course all the sins of Haight street that certainly will cost me an eternity in purgatory. It was the best of times.

Later, I was in the cow-town of Sacramento for too many years (that sucked) but I commuted to the city often as I had a swanky office in the BofA building on New Montgomery and Market. Right in the heart and it gave me time in the city ....but I gotta say, working in the city is NOTHING like *living your life in the city*. Two entirely different things.

SF is wonderful place, full of so much flavor. Millions of memories flooded me as I went through the pics in your post. THANK YOU so much for sharing and letting me re-live some very special and sinful times.

Cheers from Reno ....where we sin well too ....but nothing like SF LOL LOL

 

[fJROB]

Thanks for taking us on your walk, very cool pics!

 

[James Burleigh]

Jim,
Wow, thanks for sharing this. Time stopped for me as I went through your pics. I grew up in a hick town up near Mt. Shasta and after college I spent some time in San Francisco.

First jaunt was with a couple of crazy roomates near Fulton and Stanyan (little street called Shreder) ....Yep, right off the Haight and the panhandle. I can't tell you the fun we had and we spent too much time partying and exploring the great city. Art's (down in the avenues) for breakfast in attempts to cure the every-day hangovers. Cute girls galore with USF at our back-door and of course all the sins of Haight street that certainly will cost me an eternity in purgatory. It was the best of times.

Later, I was in the cow-town of Sacramento for too many years (that sucked) but I commuted to the city often as I had a swanky office in the BofA building on New Montgomery and Market. Right in the heart and it gave me time in the city ....but I gotta say, working in the city is NOTHING like *living your life in the city*. Two entirely different things.

SF is wonderful place, full of so much flavor. Millions of memories flooded me as I went through the pics in your post. THANK YOU so much for sharing and letting me re-live some very special and sinful times.

Cheers from Reno ....where we sin well too ....but nothing like SF LOL LOL

Thanks, John. I'm very pleased--and surprised--that my little SF photo essay has yielded such a large (and in some cases emotional) response. San Francisco is a jewel, and I feel blessed to live in the Bay Area.

Hans