Coming Alive.

So this has been the Chicago we've endured for about 6 months now:

 And this was the Chicago I forgot existed this weekend:

sunny parks.

sailboating.

let's go fly a kite.

I've spent most winter dreaming of glorious other warm seaside places.

But now I'm reminded of why I live here.

And how much I really do love this city when it's warm.

It truly is THE best.

(for 6 months of the year.)

Welcome back.