I took a walk around the Irving Park neighborhood one morning when I visited my sister in April.
The days I was there were perfect spring days; everything was blooming. I took my camera and captured a few images of things that caught my eye.
Bright tulips in a corner garden…
A striking entrance…
Even trash cans in an alley, stretching to infinity.
Spring in the city is so pretty. Everything comes to new life. I went to college in Chicago, and I always pictured myself moving in to one of these neighborhoods in my 20s.
Then I remembered winter and moved to California.
But I still can celebrate spring.
Chicago will always be one of my favorite cities, although I don’t know how often I’ll visit now that my sister is moving.