Beautiful, isn’t it? I took my first urban walk in the City of San Francisco since my return today, from home to Mt. Zion. It took an hour, around 3 miles. Along the way I encountered the usual playground, park setting, lunch at one of my favorites (My Father’s Kitchen on Divisadero for chicken Soup and Pho), and an inner courtyard. The city was warm, breezy and crystal clear, a once a year phenomenon each Fall. Today was the day.