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The wonderful front door of the historic Glessner House on Prairie Ave in Chicago. The house was built in 1886 and was way ahead of its time.
The wonderful front door of the historic Glessner House on Prairie Ave in Chicago. The house was built in 1886 and was way ahead of its time.
The whole scene looked rather macabre, like old war footage or a bad night at the morgue. Except there are those price stickers on the legs. Second-hand love comes with naked truth… or something like that.
Rapt attention for his concert review. . . . One of the few times he didn’t mug for the camera.
I can’t believe that the summer is now, for sure, over… how quickly it passed. One last memory. I love the light of the late summer sunset. Reminds me of the coloring in the Hudson River School paintings. A blasted tree would complete the comparison but I don’t think the school would appreciate my adjustment…
Nothing like guarding empty seats. I hope he found the show entertaining. At the Lucas Oil Stadium for the championship competition of Drum Corps International.
Everyone else is watching the competition… I’m watching the light. . . . . . I love looking for the light. In this case a tunnel, of sorts, that is under a high school’s stadium seating. It’s really fun when I’m just hanging out to tune into the location and see if I can find…