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Alley, at dusk
I don’t know what street I was on (Benton Place? Lake Street?). It was in Chicago – I remember that much. I might have been heading east. Unless I was going west, or, you know, one of those other directions that streets go.
But it doesn’t matter. What does matter (at least to me) is how attractive this alley was, with construction scaffolding blocking the light from above and a streetlight highlighting the concrete barrier in the foreground. And, way down on the other street, a lone pedestrian in a bigger hurry than me.
the Loop
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 4.13.2013
Red Line bridge is patriotic
You know how this works: you pack up the camera after having taken approximately one billion photographs* at the extremely photogenic and historic cemetery. And you start walking back to catch the train. Then you see “USA” painted on the bridge. You have a brief debate with yourself. Unpack camera and get the shot? Keep walking? (Repeat, rapidly, three times.)
Then you take the shot. You knew how the debate would end. But, still, you had to have it.
along West Irving Park Road
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 4.16.2013
*Editor’s Note: OF COURSE it wasn’t one billion photographs. It was 139. Some people may have a tendency to exaggerate.
A transportation question
A group of pedestrians, just starting their crossing of East Wacker Drive, on the corner of Michigan Avenue. The half-dozen Amish folks crossed the street, then headed into Fanny May Candies.
It was only later that I wondered how, exactly, they traveled to the middle of Chicago. Perhaps someone could explain it to me?
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 4.14.2013
Stairs from the nameless street
A curvy staircase going from one street (that Google maps just refuses to provide a name for) to the intersection of E. South Water Street and North Park Drive, and on to Lake Shore East Park.
I guess people in Chicago know this, but it came as news to me: those stainless steel handrails are cold, and when they get wet* they are very slippery.
downtown Chicago, Illinois
photographed 4.15.2013
*There was something called “rain” in Chicago. I’ve read about it, but we don’t get it in Texas. At least not in my part of the state.
Slowly, she dissolves
The carved angel at the Kimball grave holds her contemplative pose as she is slowly dissolved by acid rain.
According to Jonathan Appell of New England Cemetery Services, acid rain is the fastest growing destructive force affecting cemeteries today; when left unchecked, acid rain can completely destroy a gravestone.
Poor angel: her face is already gone.
Graceland Cemetery
Chicago, Illinois
photographed 4.16.2013
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