Nature scares me

The crazy wind yesterday made the eucalyptus trees creak and moan. I was convinced one would fall over on my head as I jogged through the woods in the Presidio last night (in a large group, mom). I was also afraid of getting poison oak. I’m not always sure how to identify this ferocious plant, so I made an effort to avoid everything leafy as I scurried up and down the overgrown pathways.

Yes, I decided last night, much safer to stick to the car-covered, crackhead-ridden concrete streets of the inner city. Also, it’s much easier to get a latte there.