Giant Ginkgo

On the way home from a quiet evening at Chase Cafe, I stopped at the end of the pier on Pratt and watched the lightning arc through the clouds over southwest Chicago and Lake Michigan to the north. The beach has been one of my favorite places to sit back, relax, and find myself again in.

For some reason or another, I feel much more connected to Lake Michigan than the Gulf of Mexico (when I lived in Florida). Every time I see the Lake I am amazed at the enormous range of color and the intensity that it can possess over the course of a day. When I moved here, I hadn't given it a second thought. Since then, it has become a part of me and I don't want to move far away from it. It has become synonymous with Chicago for me.

You should have seen the moon tonight! It was probably the creepiest, most disturbing I have ever seen it. It was a dark, dead orange and parially obscured by sinuous clouds. The moon looked like death, or something from Dhalgren.