Vanishing Act

[thedeadlyhook]

Today is my day to be fairly invisible. Well, for awhile, anyway. I'm going to the old office, just before it moves forever to a new location, for lunch with my old coworkers. This should be interesting, as it's a place I spent a decade of my life in, and when the company leaves, the building will be essentially gutted. That chapter of my life will be closed for real, even more than last year when I left. Time marches on, etc. Anyway, one more day in the old neighborhood, with the old crowd, as it was.

Toys is back in class today. He's been totally overloaded with freelance work lately, and now has an 8:30 class to look forward to - not a good match for Mr. Nite Owl, I'm-Not-Awake-Before-11:00-Plus-Coffee. He's been making terrible piteous noises, despite my best coddling, poor thing. He'll accept sympathy from one and all.

Went for a looong walk yesterday, just because the weather was finally beautiful and I needed the exercise, big time. I've decided the Presidio is my new favorite place in the city. The Nat'l Parks Service is redoing huge tracts of the area in a reclaimed-nature style, preserving the more historic army base buildings, but giving the whole setting more of a wilderness feel than it previously had. (I actually saw a gray fox prowling around in a sunny square flanked by old barracks, looking for rabbit holes, presumably - quite the sight.) The old Crissy Airfield has been redone as reclaimed wetlands, lovely for walks along the shore, and hiking around the old military areas lends up some great sights, like the old artillery command HQ, with its front door flanked by Howitzer shells, and the base "Pet Cemetery." I'll have to go back and take photos sometime.

Last chapter of the William fic coming soon.

Comments

[deborahc.livejournal.com]

I went to the pet cemetery with some friends when I lived there - what a magical place. We spent hours reading all the markers and memorials - many quite moving. I can't quite remember where it is now, but you've made me come over all nostalgia again.

[thedeadlyhook.livejournal.com]

It really is a quiet and peaceful and emotional place... which is strange, considering how close it is to the freeway overpass for the Golden Gate bridge. (The Parks Dept. has added some standing maps of the entire Presidio scattered throughout the area, and that's how I found it - otherwise, I just remembered that you could catch a glimpse of it from the ramp approaching the bridge.)