Summer moon

The moon as seen while walking west on Geary between 34th and 35th last night.

The time the picture was taken was 9:07 p.m.

Had I turned right on 34th, I would have come to Lincoln Park where I heard this joke as told by Paul Kumli:

Paul: What's blue and smells like red paint?

Me: I don't know.

Paul: Blue paint.

Instead I kept walking toward the moon, beneath a sky whose color was a color halfway between an ocean and a lake.