Spring in San Francisco

I just returned from Sungard's Summit in San Francisco and, as the saying goes, I don't need to do that again. Attend Summit, that is. I'll go to San Francisco any day. Brian picked me up at the SF airport on Saturday afternoon and we went to dinner that evening at Catch, which was fabulous. When I checked into the St. Francis, I wasn't paying attention and ended up on the fifth floor of the new tower. Sarah, however, lucked out and got a room on the eleventh floor of the original building and graciously invited me over to take a picture of her view.

I got home from San Francisco just in time to catch the Canadian redbuds in full bloom. The deck is pink with the waxy blossoms that will soon find their way into the house and grind themselves into the hardwood floors but, at the moment, it's all very lovely.