my old friend gilbert
Spring has suddenly sprung, or at least the cherry trees think so, so I took a few shots on the way to my impromptu brunch with Gilbert. Gilbert showed off his new caffeine expertise, Caroline was not available for comment, and then we strolled down to the Haight for a trip down memory lane. Gilbert and i have been hanging out since high school, so there's a bit of history between us, but its always nice to catch up and see how our lives have changed for the better (or worse) and reflect on the from whence we came. After many years Gilbert finds himself in the same house he grew up in. Which is fortunate for me as it was a formative locale in my adolescence and as such easy to find when blindfolded or otherwise senseless. The view seems to be getting better as the years go by, but I think that's mainly due to growth in my ability to appreciate it.
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