This is my shrine to George, I thought I’d share it with you on the anniversary of his death.
George Harrison, February 25, 1943 – November 29, 2001
That’s the way Carl Sandburg saw Chicago, I saw it slightly differently. City of art. City of music. City of stuff going on, everywhere!
First, we drive across Michigan, past Michigan City, Indiana, to a commuter train station at Beverly Shores. The trains run about every two hours, with sleet and snow we have cut the timing very close, amazingly close. We arrive at the station two minutes late, the train is five minutes late, we make it! Then an easy trip into Chicago, where we eat lunch at Miller’s Pub, a classic. You can tell by all the photos of old celebrities in the place. The proprietor with George Burns, the proprietor with Milton Berle, you get the idea.
Me at Miller’s Pub
Then onto Millennium Park. Us in front of the big screen, and lots of pictures of the big shiny bean.
I love the big shiny bean!
We meet up with our friends, Todd and Deb, whom I was too stupid to get a picture of. We all go out to the House Of Blues to see Joanna Conner, and got our fill of Blues.
Me at the House of blues-always makes me want to redecorate my house!
Our friends let us crash one night in their very swanky hotel. The next day Mark and I stop by a little museum called Luma where we see a wonderful show called “The Art of the Creche”, rooms filled with nativity scenes from all over the world, beautiful! We find Wicker Park, a funky part of town, where I went bead shopping at Beadnik.
Lets see, how many skull beads can I afford?
Walking back from Wicker Park, Mark shot these images of a flat building beautifully painted. Even the bay windows are tromp l’oeil.
Then a little window shopping at Water Tower Place, where everything is decorated and shiny!
Then we head back, where again we just make the train, not quite as dramatic as the first time. We stop at the Shoreline Brewery for some wonderful suds and grub, and back home to the waiting cats. Great way to continue celebrating my birthday!
I’m still not there yet. But I should be, in a couple of hours. Mark and I did a bunch of raking, two furnaces went out yesterday and Mark the genius fixed them both, and I did a lot of work on my Christmas cards. So we didn’t make it to Chicago. We will today!
And yes, it was my birthday yesterday, as Lynn seems bent on letting everyone know. It was a lovely day, despite spending some of it working. I’ll show ya what I got later!
Where I stood….
Raking and raking and raking and raking. I always think trees are a good idea, until fall. Why do they have to wait until it’s so cold out before they fall. More raking and raking and raking……
I’ve joined in the fun, and I’ve written 100 things about myself. Because I feel this may be too much mindless prattle for my friends to read in one sitting (or even at all), I’ve decided to divide it up into four installments. Here is the first: only 25 things about me.
Yes, every once in a while they get along. Mark snapped this picture of them. If you are wondering where I am, I am under Harmony sleeping.