My uncle took this picture at the Sandbanks in Canada while he, my aunt and my two cousins were camping last month. Incredible?
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
What I love about this picture is the amount of quiet energy that moves through it. I sat at this pond for quite a few minutes, just watching the water silently ripple around the lily pads.
Do I really need to explain what's beautiful about this?
In Chicago, I find this kind of expression does not exist. There are a number of street performers in Chicago, don't get me wrong. But there is a sadness to them, a quiet desperation as they plead for your attention.
With these fine gentleman, you could hear the jubilation in their song -- their passion for expression, their joy in sharing their gift with the people and just the gratitude for being able to be present and completely in the moment on this day.
I found it beautiful.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Lucky Guy:
Yesterday, Chicago experienced some UNBELIEVABLE storms: hail, wind, skies that were pitch black were just the beginning. When I got off the train, this is what I saw two blocks from the apartment:
I think come to find out, D's car is parked....on the same damn street:
But since he is the luckiest guy in the freakin' world, his was one of the only cars on the street at escaped unscathed:
I think come to find out, D's car is parked....on the same damn street:
But since he is the luckiest guy in the freakin' world, his was one of the only cars on the street at escaped unscathed:
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