(Pretty) Postcards From San Francisco
My nephew Otto left for San Francisco yesterday morning after visiting us for a few glorious weeks of extreme handsome baby-ness, which meant going right to JFK at 7:30AM to see him off after a night of trans-global dance moves and a big Greek diner breakfast. Since then I’ve been searching for cheap plane tickets—I will not rest until I know when I will see him again! Naturally, today I’m wistfully daydreaming about our trip to San Fran last September. I never posted photos, so here are my favorites.
There you go! A Monday morning visual vacation. What a ridiculously beautiful city.
For more photos of the trip, check out my album at the Hey Mishka facebook page.