In San Francisco, the city of self expres-
sion, you get this. It's the door to a flat that we walked by on our way home.
And you get this - the new DeYoung art museum. I wanted to see the exhibit of historic Turkmen-
istan weavings. We took the bus and had a transfer pass that would have allowed up to also visit the Palace of the Legion of Honor, which had a photographic exhibit that I wanted to see. By the time we left, I wasn't so keen on catching it after all.
I think my favorite exhibit was the city, as seen in the observa-
tion tower. This view catches the natural history museum, which will reopen in September. Sharon has already bought passes and I think it's symbolic that the hospital where Noah was born in right behind it.
Of course I could never do the museum justice, but I wanted to share this quilt, cum wall hanging. It's made from the aluminum caps from twist off wine bottles. You'll have to click for big to believe me.
And I do apologize that I don't have picture editing software, because this George Washing-
ton image is created from sewn dollar bills. I hope click for big will do him justice.
A day from door to door
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