Yesterday, we went to Cherry Beach for the first time. It’s another end-of-the-road beach that during the summer you need a pass to get into.
The Light
My husband has dubbed it ‘The Light.’ Gotta factor it in when taking the Drive.
Her old bones have carried us
Under the Brown line, just north of the Merchandise Mart.
The Chicago Club
Swinging onto Van Buren, I pass beneath the old Chicago Club. I like the look of this old building, its dull red stone still crisp and glowing with a peculiar patina.
A brief visit
About a year ago, I saw a kingfisher at the North Pond for the first and only time.
Looking out from Best Buy
After lunch with a friend, I ducked in to Best Buy for a printer cartridge and took this photograph while waiting in line.
Jayson Home and Garden
So many pretty things. Jayson’s Home’s fall flea market is next weekend. One-of-a-kind items will be on sale in a big outdoor tent beginning Friday morning at 8am. Click on photo to enlarge.
The juvenile great blue
There’s just one problem with my having seen a grey heron a few weeks back. Grey herons aren’t indigenous to North America.
The great egret at North Pond
I went for a walk in the rain this morning, heading to the North Pond, hoping to see the grey heron again. I was curious to learn if what I’d been told was true: that it wasn’t a grey heron but a juvenile great blue.
Big changes at London Guarantee
The London Guarantee and Accident Building, one of Chicago’s most recognizable landmarks, is being redeveloped. The massive old building is more or less vacant, and crews are at work all over the exterior, which sports gaping holes where old windows and damaged stone have been removed.
Drier’s interior
Many folks went out to Three Oaks, Michigan, over the weekend, where the “Apple Cider Century” was being run. Over 5,000 cyclists, including many from Chicago, gather to bike a scenic country route of up to 100 miles. The whole town turns festive, with local shops and restaurants hosting specials for guests.
Pride of place
The number of small businesses in Chicago is dizzying. They line the long, unbending commercial streets, small fibers of a gargantuan economy. Some are thriving and cheery; others ugly, halfhearted, even sinister. This place, Lee’s Foreign Car Service, is a standout on the bland stretch of South Jefferson between Roosevelt Road and the Loop. Regardless…
