Today, I heard the summer’s first sizzle, as the heat engulfed my exposed skin. Here are some images, together with my thoughts about Chicago’s first wonderful day of the year.
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Today, I heard the summer’s first sizzle, as the heat engulfed my exposed skin. Here are some images, together with my thoughts about Chicago’s first wonderful day of the year.
I am now out daily with camera in hand, sometimes on foot and sometimes by car. This past week saw me up at Fort Sheridan and the Fort Sheridan Nature Preserve, as well as at the Bahai Temple and the Home Alone house in Winnetka. I also made it downtown to Michigan Avenue, Oak Street, and North Avenue Beach. It has been hot, but as anyone can see, there is still a lot to see and experience.
I went for a walk this afternoon (3:15 PM to 7:50 PM) in Lincoln Park. Something was in the. air, but it was not visible to my eyes, so I tried to photograph it. Here are some of the images that I captured.
The Lake Michigan shoreline has been battered by record-high water levels and winter storms, resulting in Mayor Lori Lightroom requesting that Chicago's shoreline be declared a national disaster area. Here are my images and thoughts from a three-hour hike.
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I spent much of the day at the 59th Annual Chicago Air and Water Show. I take in some of the show every year because it takes place right out my front door, but I am not a fan, particularly from a photographic standpoint.
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Rain was in the forecast today, but on North Avenue Beach, it was nowhere to be found. Sunny, warm, but none of the July and August humidity was in the air, which probably kept beach attendance down a bit, but there were still plenty of people milling about. Everyone seemed to be having a good time. Volleyball, touch football, castles in the sand, and the smell of a little reefer in the air.
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No point in watching all the pre-game nonsense, particularly when it is 32F or thereabouts in February. Out I went. Managed to get down to the Art Institute to see a terrific exhibit of Japanese photography from the Sixties entitled "Provoke"