I’ve needed a place to post some of these wonderful pictures I took in Chicago.
I bet they are seeing different scenery out of them than Randy and I did when we visited in October.
The temperature on October 12 in Chicago was over 80 degrees. Â Randy and I took the Chicago River Architectural Tour, which I recommend.
The height of these buildings made it almost impossible to photograph the entire building as we passed by slowly. Â Can you imagine how many windows are in the Chicago high-rise buildings? Â And each window represents many working Americans. Â Amazing isn’t it?
One of the wonderful things about windows is their ability to reflect. Â These buildings look resplendent wearing nothing but their own sparkles.
Some windows clothe themselves in their surroundings.
Or can you just see through the building? Â Windows fool us.
Sometimes they create a scene, but we don’t accuse them of being temperamental.  🙂
Many of the buildings had so many windows we wondered how they stayed up. Â We could hardly see their framework.
Buildings without many windows depress me. I wonder if the people who work in this brick building suffer from depression more often than the ones in the buildings with lots of open windows? Â Our eyes are tiny in comparison to windows, so does the size of the window matter?
From the outside, windows that are not square and have details appeal to me.
Architects love to decorate windows with balconies. Â Inside, some folks want to cut off the view with blinds or shades. Â Other folks leave their open. Â Which way do you function better? Â Windows open or closed?
Up close these windows are probably flat, but from a distance they remind me of windshields because the building curves. Â I wonder what drives the people inside?
Simple rectangles decorate these windows.
Even the bridges in Chicago had windows. Â Engineers just didn’t bother to put glass in the windows. Â Does glass make the window?
For some challenges I have to go out and take pictures to have something to share. Â I had the opposite problem here. Â This was one city, and a fraction of the pictures. Â My dad used to show slide shows when people came to visit. Â I always fell asleep there were so many slides.
Dad droned, “And this is… ” zzzzzz
Hope you stayed awake watching my blog show. Â If you are still awake, there are lots more windows here.
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