A walk in the park

To fully bask in the lovely weather yesterday, I spent a couple hours lying on my Virgin blanket in Oz Park. But just laying around gets dull. So I went inside, put on some real shoes and grabbed my camera and Chicago book. Walked just south of Lincoln Park down Astor Street, which has some really pretty architecture because in the 1880s, the Palmers made it the de rigeur place to live. Since it was still nice and light outside, I kept walking. Strolled as far as Water Tower Place before heading back homeward (it was getting dark). But instead of backtracking up the streets, I walked along the lake. As the sun set, the lights of the city came up. And it looked amazing. The lake itself is a really pretty blue-green. And I got to walk in sand! The breeze was somewhere between nice and stiff (causing me to hold on to my dorky hat with both hands). Got home in time to take a shower and walk to slacker mass.

I love Chicago in the spring!

(pix added 5/2)