extremes

we've gone from super wet to beautiful blue skies today. the rain we've have found makes an awful clatter coming down the gutter that is a few feet from where our bed now sits. strangely enough it makes more clatter when the rain is not as hard.

our new apartment is crammed full of stuff and we've not really had buckets of time to undo the mess. liz's travel monsoon begins as San Francisco's monsoons end.

we are fully moved though, and entirely removed from the old place. it was sad leaving the keys behind, and I was mad that I had forgotten my camera for one last shot of the garden. shotwell street has done us well, and it is hard to leave the number 1066 behind.

especially when, in the end, we are getting less for more. there just did not seem to be a lot of options.