i love to roam this city two feet and two wheels. when you take it slow you can soak it all in.
some days the light is just right and the buildings and the hills and the trees feel like magic. they tell stories of times past, of futures present. some days are flat and bright and you only glimpse the magic around certain corners or in a hidden alley way.
I love when I have my camera at hand to attempt to capture these moments. Even if I can't quiet grasp it--the photos are a touchstone to a memory that does.