Head to Ocean Beach, baby.
|Hi Ocean Beach!|
What's that in my hand, you ask?
No, of course I am. Not. Going to.
I know I spend a lot of time posting photos of OB, but just look at it. Look. Look at how the snow stays unmelted in the shadow of the railing . . .
coming and going . . .
. . . watch out for Ledgie, John H. . . .
. . . Dude! Be careful! . . .
. . . a-nother near-miss.
Hygienic Sunday also calls for an obligatory return to the Hygienic Galleries . . .
And perhaps most importantly, Hygienic Sunday means Out with the Old . . .
|Bye bye, Neon Ledgie.|
. . . and In with the New . . .
Well, hell-lo, Gorgeous.