Getting Out of the House II

Yesterday, in the late afternoon, I decided I needed fixins for Curry Laksa. But there's no purveyor of lemon grass or fried tofu puffs on the westside, so in to town we went. And it wouldn't have been fair to go that close to the dog beach and not take the schnoodle with us for a little fun by the lake.

But it was just as cold as this picture makes it look. A wind so biting and mean, that even with silk long underwear (tops and bottoms) and several layers over that, the cold just sliced right through. We lasted a scant 30 minutes.

It was a beautiful day, despite the cold. The sky looked like a sky from a Georgia O-Keefe painting. It doesn't show up perfectly in these photos, but it was really striking.

The sun came out for just a sec and lit up an old apartment highrise upshore. Proof that everything is beautiful in the right light.

All in all, we were pretty lucky that no lemongrass could be found near our house. We would have missed all of this loveliness.

Churros and the Ice Fields of Chicago

Any day that begins with churros is a pretty good day, but today was great. We followed with a quick bit of shopping and then on to make L.P.'s day with a walk along the Lawrence Beach dog park. As it turns out, the beach was a bit of sand and then big fields of sandy ice out into the lake.

We walked and played and walked some more.

L.P. is a nut. He'll fetch anything, even giant chunks of ice.

ice berg!

the regal Bouvier de Flanders

L.P.can fly!
(if you click on this picture, you can see that none of his paws are touching solid ground. . . and to the left, you can see the tennis ball he's fleeing after still mid air)

all of this snow. it felt like we were walking on the moon (excepting, of course, the whole gravity thing). Such a strange appearance for a shore we're so familiar with).

a dog and his boy