Saturday, April 18, 2009

Beheaded Roosters

Dogs in the water

Sand on the trail

Small children learning soccer, parents hover and sip coffee

Cool bay breezes

I was out running this morning and it was a true Chicago song...Saturday, in the park, i think it was the 18th of April....I have been so happy to be here in Chicago these past 10 weeks.

I love this town--and today it was in full glory.

Except the rooster (or large hen) that was laying behind the Foster Avenue bath houses.  But even that was FULL--of rotting smell---but it was certainly ripe.

Off to write with Amy!


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