This is my first post, so I just want to mention one quick thing.
This is a photo blog. I will limit the amount of text, for both of our sakes. However, I do want to give some context to the images, and a little bit about my experience in finding them. Hopefully you will find those comments relative.
Yesterday I walked the five blocks over a windy hayes hill to the Fillmore Jazz festival. I found the official stages had been disassembled, but a group of people were dancing to a band playing in a packed club. They had a speaker facing the street through an open window. This is the Fillmore I love.
My friend Phil, second generation Italian-American and San Franciscan:
On the walk home, a flag hanging over the sidewalk caught my eye. I made about 10 frames as it danced in the wind.