Exploring San Francisco and Russian Hill is always a delight. No matter how often I walk up and down the streets, there's something new to spy.
Often a find a new staircase, or little alley that I can't resist exploring. Often I'm treated with a beautiful spot--maybe a garden, perhaps a stunning view -- or maybe simply a dead-end of not much interest.
On one recent walk we saw the street sign "Havens Street" with a flight of stairs that disappeared around the bend. It turns out this "street" is a garden-lined dead end pathway with houses and apartment buildings on either side. At one place, near the upper end of the path, there was a gate to the back yard of a house which made me think of the children's book, The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett.
That's how I now think of Havens Street, as my secret garden.