perfect day in san francisco

Will you see the image I tried to download? Right now it`s all code lingo on my screen.How do I make a living with computers but find this a high hurdle? I wanted to write about when it`s very warm in San Francisco in the morning and all the inhabitants go around in their short sleeves and dresses, their light cotton pants and sandals and act like this is a normal thing. They slide right into a life that isn`t usually theirs.The east coast immigrants don`t regret their decision to move here,the young mothers find their patience untested as they happily follow a wondering toddler,the old man on his bicycle feels brave. More people are out, walking,chatting, having muffins at small table on sidewalks.I pretend we always live like this, how could it be any other way? The memory of a arctic sledge hammer wind and fog is an image from an old movie. Leaving work soon to walk home and lap up the last of this amazing day...