A Beautiful Ride Home

Nothing happened. No major events to report on. Just your normal bike ride home from work. I took another route than I usually do, this one along the Embarcadero (the long winding boulevard that hugs the shoreline). And as I biked, I admired the big Bay Bridge. The setting sun, hitting the houses across the water so perfectly. The joggers and bikers alongside me. The gorgeousness of a city that I adore.