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Partly cloudy in the Windy City:
Feeling reflective at our park:
Fishing class with the five year old:
First time downtown with the lads:
Enjoying the hotel room balcony at Timber Ridge Lodge:
Burgundy boy blending in with the fallen leaves:
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Scenes from some time in Michigan with extended family…
Gas station architecture:
Boatin’:
Cousins dancing to the sunset (also a perfect album cover for their future band):
Happened to catch the sunset reflected near the five year old:
Early morning dune summit:
In between teaching the five year old how to play and then letting him beat me, I absolutely smoked him in a game I’ve played since elementary school:
Some pre-dinner heckling of the granddads on the grill (notice the thumbs-down in the middle lol):
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Shadow play:
The tunnel into Brookfield Zoo:
Garbage Day is appointment viewing:
Barking up the front yard tree:
Puddle hunting:
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Lots of red admiral butterflies in our backyard:
A goose family at our local park:
A toad tromping through our backyard:
The Great Cicadapocalypse has begun here in Illinois, and here’s one of many molting cicadas on our maple tree:
Our lilac bush is so vibrant for such a short time:
A marigold in our backyard garden area:
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Back before winter melted into an unseasonably warm February, we got to enjoy some idyllic snowfall:
A boy beholding his world:
A foggy commute:
Shadows and hallways:
Laying down in the backyard with the 5 year old let us spot this view of a fading contrail:
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When you go into an elevator and look up to see this face of doom:
The skyward view outside my workplace:
Caught this partially melted ice cube on a countertop:
Why save your Halloween costume for a few hours on one day when you can wear it all the time around town and look like a superhero:
View from a bridge at a mini golf outing:
Autumn is upon us:
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Spotted these two lights reflecting off the Whole Foods cafe counter, the rainbow from outside and the fluorescent light from above:
Investigating a hail storm from our porch:
Tunnel vision at the children’s museum:
It’s a shame our neighbors live in a bubble:
Baseball diamond? Nah—giant sandbox:
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My wife and son heart-bombed my car for Valentine’s Day while I was at work:
I’ve never tasted or seen Romanesco broccoli but it looks super cool:
He’s been using his new training-wheels bike a lot:
Some colorful stairs in Woodstock, Illinois:
Our friends built a mini sledding hill in their front yard and brought out the lights once it started getting dark to keep the party going:
Sun shade at a local park:
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A sunbeamed leaf as seen through our car windshield:
The yin and yang of a backyard bonfire remnant:
At work in his corner office:
Cloudy with a chance of a refill:
The bubbles are back, and they’re multiplying:
Mr. 3 Year Old is eager to shovel at the slightest dusting so we’re out there even while it’s still snowing. This results in what I call snombré (snow + ombré), where the freshly shoveled blends smoothly into the re-covered areas:
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The view of the capitol building in Madison from the Madison Children’s Museum rooftop:
Mr. 3 Year Old and his cousin on the slide at the Madison zoo:
Stumbled upon this view atop a slide at a nearby suburban park:
Ascending a magically wooded tunnel of stairs adjacent to a sledding hill at another nearby park:
More stairs, this time at the DuPage Children’s Museum:
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Watching and waiting:
Really proud of capturing this absolutely perfect arc between the moon, basketball, hoop, and sun:
The 3 year old and his cousin tearing it up in Michigan:
Sandy sunset shadows:
Sure, sunset photos are cliché, but damned if I care:
Like I said:
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Into the tundra:
A ghostly window creature:
3 year old was “helping” me clean out the car on a warmer day by “fixing” a headrest with a wrench, but all you can really see is the reflection of the sun and clouds in the rear window:
Among the pines:
Stumbled upon this view (while walking on a bike path under a bridge), in which the sunlight hitting the dirty creek water formed an X-ceptional angle:
More shapely, shadowy scenes on aforementioned walk:
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Visited my alma mater for a meetup with friends and snagged this view, one I beheld many times as an undergrad:
Walkin’ in the rain:
Waiting for the darkness to descend on a Michigan beach ahead of the Independence Day fireworks (where I was stargazing with WALL-E):
Always a delight seeing my (and my son’s) favorite band, The Okee Dokee Brothers:
Anticipation in grandma’s backyard:
His first official haircut:
Bright spots during an evening concert in the park:
Came upon this leaf hitching a ride to work with me one morning:
Bummin’ around Boystown:
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Nice and clean newly painted line in a corner of my library’s under-renovation lower level:
We had some trees removed and the guy in the bucket truck looked like he was chillin’ on the roof despite actually floating through the air:
From our first time in Half Price Books without the stroller, where he definitely took advantage of his freedom:
While rock hunting at the beach I thought it’d be fun to throw one in the air and try to catch it on camera as it fell. This was the only shot that turned out, and it was kinda perfect:
Post-rain monkey bars at a local playground:
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This picture barely captures how cool the evening light was through these clouds at my local strip mall:
Remnants of winter:
Black Play-Doh + white Play-Doh = accidentally awesome marbled design:
“Aphyllous trees beneath cirrocumulus clouds” sounds like a line from “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds” but is really just what I caught here at our park:
Just doing domino runs with Jenga blocks with the 2 year old:
On the move in Pure Michigan:
Liked the colors and lines here:
Shout-out to the kids playing pickup baseball at the park who probably have never seen The Sandlot but nevertheless showed why it’s such a timeless classic:
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A dusting on the pier at our local park:
Just following in Little Man’s footsteps:
This is either a failed photo or the perfect encapsulation of Christmas morning with a toddler:
Liked the colors and light in our front bushes (which still have Christmas lights on them) while taking out the trash early in the morning after a big snow:
From the same early morning, the edge of the driveway’s snow blower path was very satisfying to behold:
One day while working from home I saw Almost 2 Years Old and my wife rolling around the snow in the backyard:
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Watching this little wanderer discover the wilds of Pure Michigan™:
Caught some nice evening light in our local playground’s jungle gym:
Technically this will be Mr. 22 Month Old’s third winter (he was born during a blizzard), but the first he remembers and appreciates. Hence his major surprise and excitement when waking up to the first snow of the season:
And finally getting to use his shovel:
