Near Woodbine and Chicago in Oak Park are these two bright houses. Atypical colors for the area, which is a nice change of pace.
But then, wait for it… some giant sunflowers.
I couldn’t help but gawk. So tall–they seem to be reaching for the skies/sun/stars.
Local hydrangeas are still hanging on, but these newcomer zinnias are blooming. So many different hues. Autumn seems near.
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.
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.
The flora and fauna of northern Illinois create some cool shapes and patterns.
The heart-shaped leaves of Brunnera.
These orb-shaped buds.
And the crinkled edges of Sedum. I know I’m going to miss all this greenery when autumn ushers in. Best to appreciate summer while we still have it.
There’s an office supplies store, Pieritz Bros., down the street from where I live, and the owner has a lot to say about education. Or at least I think he or she does.
Vintage typewriters are arranged in the window that faces South Boulevard. They offer quotes from well-known thinkers and writers.
Words to get your day started.