Having spent the last five months in the concrete jungle that is NYC, I came close to forgetting about the photo opportunities that arise when you live in a lush, nature paradise like San Francisco. The first few weeks back were heavily documented on my camera roll every time I stepped outside, where the air refreshingly smelled like fresh eucalyptus and pine instead of garbage and sweat. I once missed the 29 bus because I was preoccupied snapping shots of Lake Merced and in other instance, freaked out a shop owner because I was taking an obsessively excessive amount of pictures of her succulents (typical). By putting some of these visuals into this post, I’d like to think it makes those blunders at least a little worthwhile.
SUNSET MEDIA WAVE 
