Such a crisp & pleasant morning in San Francisco as I walk down Jackson Street through Chinatown to the farmers' market on the waterfront.
Morning light and calm is precious. I try to catch the sunrise, but it's like a whole city or the moon. You want to capture its spirit in one resounding image to save for later. It inspires futile photographs that can never hold anything but small bright shards; hopeful relics of some great thing, a new morning, once come to life before my waking eyes.