"In his face, there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often
in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wise.
But still he wandered through the streets of the town, always silent and alone."
The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter
I kind of remember taking this photo. It was on one of the many days Alan and I spent in San Francisco last October. I think it was late in the day, on the same day, we went to Madam Tussaud's Wax Museum. We had so many wonderful days together, it seems like they have all ran together. It's a pretty cool face... isn't it? It was a windy autumn day, and to me, it looked like the tree was making a statement regarding the chill in the air. At least it seemed that way to me. Maybe it was just a tree.