San Francisco...

...from the East Bay hills. It rained last night, so it was clean and clear this morning. We could see three bridges and Mt. Tamalpias.

This morning I emptied long forgotten bottles of liqueur, which had been in our dining room credenza for years, and recycled the bottles. Back in the days of our youth we had a legendary party involving grasshoppers. We still had the half empty bottles of creme de menthe and creme de cocoa. One of them had completely congealed in the bottle.

I won't describe the things we found behind furniture that hasn't been moved in decades...