Sunday, September 25, 2011
Solarized at last
Brother Sun peeked out from behind the oppressive overcast for a little while yesterday evening. It was so glorious to see sunlight! Holy cow. No wonder I had a nervous breakdown when I lived in Portland, Oregon. I need Brother Sun. I really do!
Apparently I am not the only one. When the sun appeared, so did the people. Little kids with cabin fever and their parents blew off steam in Lincoln Park, bicyclists passed the chateau by the dozen, everyone else took a stroll up and down East Capitol. I walked the circuit around Lincoln Park without my umbrella. It was delicious. I took a million pics of the sky, most of them unremarkable to look at after the fact. In the moment, I was ecstatic, as if I'd discovered gold, which - if you think about it in a certain way, is true.
What would I do without our beloved local star? I guess none of us would be here. Hmm. Happy Sunday.