Discovering our new neighborhood
We love our new ‘hood. It is quiet, almost a little too quiet, that’s only because we lived in the noisiest part of town for three years. We’ve been enjoying evening walks while it’s still daylight saving hours and when it’s not so cold and foggy. One of our first discovery is Billy Goat Hill, just up the street from us. The climb is meandering so it’s not so bad, once you arrive there is a rope swing for the adventurous (not me, I’m a chicken). The view of the city is spectacular, even better when it’s not so windy. The other night, we decided to walk a little farther after hanging out at Billy Goat. We walked down Laidley, such a great street with non cookie cutter homes, I love that about San Francisco. Along Laidley, there is Harry Street, it’s not so much a street but a stairway. One of 300 hundred stairways in the city. There are 241 steps up Harry Street, each one picturesque. Harry Street (stairway) is magical with verdant gardens on both sides and the homes are fairytale like.
Harry Street is tucked away off of Laidley, pretty easy to miss if you are not looking. This is the San Francisco the tourists do not get to see or enjoy. Kind of sad, but a blessing to the locals, I think.
Here are a few photos from our evening walk last night.
Nikon D700 | Sigma 50mm f/1.4