Our City Lights

I was cleaning and found an oldish journal. When I opened it, out poured a pile of Polaroids from San Francisco 2004, and on. The photos brought this wave of emotions. The pages were composed with the adage of a single girl growing up to become a married woman. I miss that city and the friends left there, but I don't miss the theatrical growing pains I invited along.
One of my favorite photos is the front of City Lights bookstore.

//This blog was named after a combination of the historical publishing company and one of my favorite songs, musically and lyrically, City Lights by Umbrellas.
Do you remember the Lyndsay Diaries? It's Scott Windsor's side project. So good.//

The rest of the Polaroids are here.

City Lights Bookstore