gelato sunset + poetry at the park

It's hot in SF and that translated to gelato for dinner. This little treat matched the sunset with a blue spoon sky, pink rose gelato clouds and orange cup neon sun. 

A man sitting next to me on a park bench offered to read his poems to me. I'm so grateful for all of the  people I meet and the stories they share. On the right is Coit Tower in it's orange glow for the month of October and it reminds me of sitting on a bus many years ago as I listened to Neil Young Harvest Moon while gazing at a harvest moon as I made my way across the midwest.