Old fashion wind indicator on top of a 1930's building in Pacific Heights.
Bike parked on a gate at Alta Plaza Park.
I always think it is very strange right after the official holiday season to see trees tossed to the streets. They're not "Christmas trees" any longer, now they're just trash. "We loved and worshiped you mere hours ago, but now you're a dried-out fire hazard trashing our living room carpet, now get out!" They congregate on street corners and commiserate about their common situation.