The day was cool and cloudy...but I still ventured out to the Presidio to see what (or who) I might encounter.
First, I saw this lovely bird... I've no idea what he is.....do you?
A little later, I heard a famaliar, raucous squawking... it was a small *Squadron* of the famous "Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill*....who often fly away from their *hood* and visit other parts of the City.... one can always tell when they are close - because their non-stop squawking while airborne, sends out a message - "Here we come"! The flock continued on out towards Crissy Field - but one lone Parrot decided to land on this tree....and I was able to snap a few photos. It was a really tall tree....and even with my little zoom, this was the closest I could come....but if you look closely, you will see him and his red and green feathers!
Later, I came across the most beautiful cannon I have ever seen. I was fascinated to notice the intricate designs on it....Fleur d' Ly's, Fish, and other symbols....all embellishing a weapon of destruction.
The cannon was a French one..... (of course).....who else would have thought to create such an elabourate weapon. It was captured by the Americans in Cuba in 1898....and was ultimately brought to San Francisco and installed in the Presidio.
The skies slowly began to lighten.....
Some blue began to appear..
Time to begin my two hour hike back home.... I'm sure the Parrots made it home long before I did! A-ha-ha!
Love to all,
♥ Robin ♥