While De Anza was exploring the Bay of San Francisco, seeking a site for the presidio, the American colonists on the eastern seaboard, three thousand miles away, were celebrating the signing of the Declaration of Independence.
This battle did not take place in the streets. It took place entirely in words, and it was to prove the turning point in the war.
The scaffies were out, hosing down the pavement. I liked the aura of early morning – it felt like the end of the world, which suited my mood.
There were stretches of fine, soft grass on the cliffs and great patches of camass and buttercups.
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