This past weekend was really lovely. We got the weather you always want in the summer, but rarely get. No warmer than 84 degrees. Blue skies. Puffy french vanilla clouds. We went to the farmer's market, read books, ate outdoors on a rooftop with dear friends and then walked for local custard, gardened (a little), ate good food, turned the AC off. Really really nice. . .
blurry tomatoes
Did you know there was such a thing as red okra? I didn't.
and my favorite outdoor painting (of which there are many) along the L platform in Oak Park.
Perfect wee birdies.
Perfect wee birdies.
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