Return of the sun over the car pool lane. Greater Chiberia, March, 2014.
I do not trust this warm band of light streaming across my cheeks, but I allow myself a fleeting, sun-ish moment of what passes for hope in these parts.
It snows later that same day.
You got sun?! How the hell did you manage that? I've been without sun since Saturday. I'd even suffer the cold (our cold, not your cold) gladly if I just had some sun.
Posted by: Gigi | March 19, 2014 at 02:59 PM
I don't know how it broke through all seven layers of the sausage smoke, exhaust fumes and green bean casserole that make up Chicago's upper atmosphere, but it was there. Just for a moment.
Posted by: Suburban Kamikaze | March 20, 2014 at 05:08 AM
Ah, the infamous nostril selfie.
Posted by: Audubon Ron | March 23, 2014 at 11:53 AM
It's my thing. It will catch on, possibly.
Posted by: Suburban Kamikaze | March 23, 2014 at 12:42 PM