Ridiculously cold weather all week only slowed me down slightly as I was properly dressed for the 9 degree Fahrenheit air that greeted me nearly every morning. I spent a good deal of time on Michigan Avenue in my layers of silk under cotton turtle, under light weight down vest, under the fleece jacket zipped into the Gortex parka. After Christmas, weather like this will keep the masses inside. Until then, I notice pockets of quiet light in the city...
...amidst the fast urban pace that I join, thrive on, laugh with, maneuver through every day.
Irony surfaces regularly.
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What a great weekend to be in Chicago!
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