I can just imagine running in and out
between the arches of the Ferry Building,
playing hid and seek or tag late at night.
Shadows will trick our eyes so
we can even spy the fairies,
the stone unseen,
and come out only
when the clock strikes thirteen.
Ok I surprised my self by writing a fairy-ferry poem when I originally set out to tell you all about the beauty and wonders of the San Fransisco Ferry Building. Maybe this is more informative than telling you about all the overpriced shops and tourist filling this beautiful old restored building on the Embarcadero at the end of Market St. In SF. My friends say they can’t take me any where because every thing ends up on my blog, but I’m sure you don’t mind.
I wondered as I posted this yesterday when the Weekly Challenge would be perspective: well here it is today Weekly Photo Challenge Near and Far