Chicago is a very special place. It's a big city, with a big playground immediately to its East. And that big playground, always bustling on sunny days during the summer, looks lonely and austere on sunny days in November.
The lakefront, as it is referred to by the locals, is dotted with harbors from north to south. During the sunny days of summer, these harbors are filled with pleasure craft of all shapes and sizes. But in November, all you see are empty yacht clubs and ghostly views of 'downtown' in the hazy distance.
Cold benches sit on stone quays with nothing sitting on them but shadows.
Rails and fences and retaining wall bolts wait for the coming coating of ice and snow.
Oh, and did I mention I had lunch with this lovely lady and drove her to the airport in the early evening? Well, I did - and I did. Mishi, Secret Agent Mama was in town for work. While she worked I photographed. And then I took her to the airport. Because she's my friend.