Summer always feels short, and there are always things we wish we had done when the weather was just right, regardless of the season. This picture might be surprising to a lot of people who have an idea of what life is like in a big northern city, especially one that is a favorite media punching bag right now. This is my front yard. This is my Chicago. And this summer, I remembered to take the time, more than I have in the past, to walk across the street from my high rise, put my toes in the sand, and watch the boats, the waves, and a city. Cities are living proof of both the messiness of lots of people living together and the genius and beauty they can create, and when I get to have this and the sand and the water too, I feel pretty blessed and right at home.
Suddenly September
