January 13, 2006

That’s the Chicago I Remember

It has been unseasonably warm since I returned to Chicago. I went for an hour-long bike ride and had to wear sunglasses yesterday. I wore flip-flops and a tank-top to the laundry-room, which is outside and down in the basement. This morning I awoke to the soft swish of rain, but by 11:30 the rain drops began to coagulate into large fluffy gobs of snow which floated down and then melted on the wet sidewalk. All is not perfect and white yet, but this is definitely the chicago I remember, with lows in the mid twenties.