Month: April 2020

Dodging, crying, running

Dodging, crying, running

Another run along Lincoln Park, careful to dodge fellow runners, walkers, some masked as we continue to distance ourselves from one another. Another cool but mild Saturday in Chicago, 59 degrees with the sun shining through scattered clouds moving northbound. My feet...
Scattered and gridded

Scattered and gridded

            I feel like one of my scribbled stitched quilts, unfocused, random, easily distracted… Yet, a couple continues to shoot baskets in the alley across from my building each morning; oddly, I find it a most comforting sound...