I can’t keep track of how many times I’ve heard “Chicago is the best city in the World…five months of the year.” It’s true, the winters are brutal. Come April and the first string of sunny days, we all crawl out of our head-to-toe winter coats and stand tense in the light, squinting like moles in disbelief.
This time of year, I lap up the warm, fall days, desperate to enjoy the warm fronts on a patio, back porch or rooftop.
Here’s to an amazing summer in Chicago. Though it be busy, it be fun 🙂
