Albany Park
from the morning’s darkness a voice emerged
Amid the early morning dark a single voice emerged from the darkness, a spring-boding bird whistling its plaintive song for my ears to hear, helping me to chart my course of hope toward the arrival of warmth and green. Now mixing metaphors and the like from Casablanca and Disney I go to the rest of the day imitating the feathered friend, whistling as I work.
A Brief Break from the Blog But Busy with Chicago Real Estate
A brief respite from the blog. I meant to write more often, but something always stood in the way. Like being busy with new Chicago real estate listings, meeting new clients, watching cartoons with my sons. But here I am today.
