Tornadoes touched down in nearby communities last night. Yesterday it rained so hard here that a rapids formed where our driveway/alley slopes down and hits the street. Summer storms are always the most violent. . .
But afterwards, if you've had the good fortune of not being in the path of a tornado and you and and all of your neighbors are fine, then you usually luck out and see some of the most beautiful skies--deep blue, the last monster cumulus clouds skittering out of town, crystal clear air and sunshine. Today was no exception (and maybe that was reason enough for the homemade ice cream at long last).
On the way to see our friends' new home in Oak Park (so, before seething with jealousy over the location and the beautiful 50's aqua woven-print kitchen counter tops), we saw this amazing installation of flowers made from recycled bottles.
And the skies all day were one gorgeous show after another.
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