Wet, cold days: the price we pay for living in the greatest city, Chicago. We just hold on to reminders of colorful days as we hibernate under warm blankets.
I'm not a great photographer, but I love the randomness of walking around my city: Chicago. Blocks and blocks of buildings with a little nature thrown in here and there. More shots on my Pinterest Chicago board or find me on Facebook.
I’m sitting up in bed, giving up on sleep for a little while longer as it’s currently denying me its comfort. It’s the kind of windy Chicago night that I love; the sound of the wind blowing both ferocious and familiar. Tonight it’s a little different though; I hear wind chimes too. I’m enthralled and… Continue reading You can take the girl out of the ‘hood, but you can’t… well you know the rest