October is over, and as much as I love autumn, I am even more excited now. I have loved November for as long as I can remember. It's my birth month. What can I say? I'm just a kid at heart, and as a kid, I still love celebrating my birthday.
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| Chicago Botanic Gardens |
Saturday morning we set out early for Galena, Illinois, enjoying the rolling hills of western Illinois along the way. Our first stop was the Victory Cafe for an early lunch, and then we wandered around town, poking our heads into the cute little boutique shops, sampling jellies and sauces, and looking at antiques.
Chuck convinced me to trudge to the top of the stairs downtown so we could look over the rooftops, and see what pictures we could find above Main Street. Yoga is making me more limber, but I really need to step up my cardio game. I was wheezing, and gasping for air by the time we got to the top.
I noticed there was a funeral home at the bottom of the stairs, and a church next door to that. Last rites, anyone? Thankfully, we survived our jaunt up and down the 148 steps, and did not require the services of either building.
There was a very suspicious bricked entrance into the side of the hill at the rear of the funeral home's parking lot. My imagination went a little crazy wondering what was in there.
Chuck has opened up a whole new world to me here in the midwest. I do miss the mountains of Utah, but one day we will return to them when Chuck retires. For now, I am enjoying Chicagoland, and the surrounding states. I will miss the suburbs and the city one day, too, so I'm trying to soak it all up while we still can.
Here are some of my favorite shots from our photo safaris from Friday and Saturday.
Chuck convinced me to trudge to the top of the stairs downtown so we could look over the rooftops, and see what pictures we could find above Main Street. Yoga is making me more limber, but I really need to step up my cardio game. I was wheezing, and gasping for air by the time we got to the top.
I noticed there was a funeral home at the bottom of the stairs, and a church next door to that. Last rites, anyone? Thankfully, we survived our jaunt up and down the 148 steps, and did not require the services of either building.
There was a very suspicious bricked entrance into the side of the hill at the rear of the funeral home's parking lot. My imagination went a little crazy wondering what was in there.
Chuck has opened up a whole new world to me here in the midwest. I do miss the mountains of Utah, but one day we will return to them when Chuck retires. For now, I am enjoying Chicagoland, and the surrounding states. I will miss the suburbs and the city one day, too, so I'm trying to soak it all up while we still can.
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| I captured this shot when Chuck was waiting for me at the end of a hallway. My Handsome looks so wistful. He is always thinking; I love his brain, as much as his heart. |
Here are some of my favorite shots from our photo safaris from Friday and Saturday.
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Beautiful photgraphy, Denise. Sounds nice....
ReplyDeleteThank you, Debby. It is such a quaint little town.
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