Daytime at the Telluride Bluegrass Festival is by turns hot, dusty, rainy, muddy, and… festive. The music flows from every corner. Flatlanders labor to breathe. A little beer and Jameson go straight to the head. This is not sea level. This is not your beautiful house. This is 9000...
When night falls at the Telluride Bluegrass Festival, and the beauty of still-snowcapped peaks and late-melt waterfalls gives way to starry skies, the vibe changes. Dusty and sunblocked nouveau-hippy cowgirls don puffy down jackets in preparation for the steep drop in temperature that accompanies the headline acts they came to see.
And then they wait.
And...
BYOBW is an SF Easter tradition. Words don’t really do it justice, but in a nutshell the recipe is this:
Find the steepest, curviest street in SF (no, not Lombard – Vermont Street running down the south side of Potrero Hill).
Find a big wheel or, barring that, some other kids’ wheeled vehicle, preferably rickety. Modify as...
Congrats to Buster Posey, the 2010 National League Rookie of the Year!
When I heard the news, I realized I was overdue in posting these World Series victory parade photos, featuring Buster and several of his Giants teammates (along with some special guests). This is by no means a comprehensive collection of photos from...
Last weekend, on June 12th, Matt and Cel got married on Stinson Beach, steps from the very spot where they first met, and they charmed the sun into shining down on the small group of friends and family assembled to witness their vows.
Now, most people imagine the temperatures at all California beaches...
