Headed north to Milwaukee for a Wisconsin State Fair creampuff (which I understand is legendarily good) and found myself here. The Harley-Davidson Museum.
So many motorcycles, so much chrome.
This 1909 Model 5-D is one of 12 twin-cylinder motorcycles built that year. And the only survivor.
This 1936 model is a wow.
This 1973 Electra Glide V-Twin is tricked out.
There’s a wall of tanks.
And memorabilia by the boatload.
Vroom vroom. This visit was beyond fun.
While I typically favor brightly colored flowers, when it comes to roses, I choose yellow.
I spied this rose earlier today and had to take a photo. (I hope my neighbor doesn’t mind.)
There’s so much promise and poetry here. And polarity. You can’t touch the stem (so thorny), but the petals (so soft) are buttery. Hoping this rose and its cousins hang on as long as the season allows.
You might not guess that a western suburb of Chicago has a cool contemporary art collection, but Elmhurst does.
A large cube that reflects the sky.
Susan Frankel creates energy and patterns in her works.
Various artists contributed their napkin sketches. So ephemeral.
And then a plexiglass installation in Mies Van der Rohe’s McCormick House.
Adult admission for the Elmhurst Art Museum is $15. Enjoy.
Took a break from current news, which is more grim than I can wrap my head around, to appreciate the mural love that is South Boulevard in Oak Park.
A determined traveler.
A man and his dog.
A puzzle that is a cat.
And a figure with a donut for a hat and some pretty fly sneakers.
My neighbor’s roses look pretty crispy, but these flowers are so fresh.
Although the late afternoon sun is weak, these colors seem to sparkle.
At some point I should get tired of photographing flowers, but I don’t think I ever will.
If you have a hankering for savory pastries (who doesn’t?), empanadas could/should be your thing.
The Ham & Cheese empanada from 5411 Empanadas is kind of heavenly. A baked turnover containing slices of smoked ham with bits of oregano swimming in melted mozzarella and parmesan cheeses. That’s the Ham & Cheese.
5411 Empanadas started out as a delivery-only enterprise 10 years ago and now has a bunch of locations in the city. And Houston. Your tastebuds can thank me later.
Another summer day, another opportunity to try ice cream. The line at Brown Cow in Forest Park was longish, but the ice cream was worth the wait. Ice milky in texture.
This one melted quickly. Messy but fun to eat when the temps are in the 90s.
The indoor lighting was dim, but the ice cream tubs were so bright. The yellow one in the lower right corner is vanilla cupcake.