Holy Name Cathedral will soon be an inconspicuous facade on a canyon-like street.
How different they are!
In the year or so since my last visit, this section of the Chicago lakefront has grown considerably more wild.
The chair was making my husband sneeze, and he was threatening to put it out at the curb.
Standing in front of a trough more or less destroys the point of glancing into a mirror.
Over the weekend, I made my first summer pilgrimage to Beachside Gardens.
Church-going doesn’t get the attention it used to, which is a shame because devotion is profoundly satisfying.
At a crematorium, a tribute to one who “never shirked any duty” and was “a fantastic mom.”
From our fourth floor room, we look out on old and new Seattle, with the charming old Smith Tower commanding the center.
Only toward the end of the flight was Earth visible through a layer of damp hazy air.
At the Galien River Overlook in New Buffalo.
A small, skittish bird visits the North Pond.