The Smells of South Pas
A few weeks ago when it rained for a couple days straight, I noticed the fragrance of the eucalyptus trees really popped out.
And much to my delight, people have started burning wood in their fireplaces on a regular basis. It almost helps me forget that I'm biking to work where I will be inside for eight hours. I wish our apartment had a fire place. Are there any public buildings here where I could set myself down and camp in front of a fireplace? Maybe I should start lobbying for a fireplace to be put in at the library. Of course, a fire in close proximity to thousands of dusty old books perhaps isn't a very good idea. Then again, everything is going to digital, right?
Until then, I guess I'll just pull out the old oil drum and have me a hobo's Christmas. Somethin to warm me hands by. Get me a tin can a beans and a pile a kindlin. Aww, yeah, the good life.
And much to my delight, people have started burning wood in their fireplaces on a regular basis. It almost helps me forget that I'm biking to work where I will be inside for eight hours. I wish our apartment had a fire place. Are there any public buildings here where I could set myself down and camp in front of a fireplace? Maybe I should start lobbying for a fireplace to be put in at the library. Of course, a fire in close proximity to thousands of dusty old books perhaps isn't a very good idea. Then again, everything is going to digital, right?
Until then, I guess I'll just pull out the old oil drum and have me a hobo's Christmas. Somethin to warm me hands by. Get me a tin can a beans and a pile a kindlin. Aww, yeah, the good life.
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There is that fireplace at the Starbucks/Wells Fargo on Fair Oaks and the street just south of Mission. It's kind of cozy!
Happy Thanksgiving! I miss your posts.
Thanks, Jill. I appreciate that.
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