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The gorgeous snowfall yesterday–all day long, with thankfully no where to go–inspired me to take a few photos and change up today’s post.
Abstracts and landscapes, the changing weather gives so many possibilities to create. Enjoy.
I love this secret spot…..
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All photos copyrighted by Cindy Cardinal Kennedy
©Cindy Kennedy
The leaves crackle under our bike tires, burying the path underneath the trees. There is a sense of golden aura, with splatters of rust and green throughout, as we wind along the trail flanking the river. The geese chatter, the slight scent of decay emanates throughout.
As we ride past the mirrored lake, the swing set adjacent, I am transported immediately to my past. I remember coming to these same Captain Daniel Wright Woods often as a child. We would spend the day with our neighbors, the boys and dads fishing, the girls running, laughing, chasing dragon flies, moms relaxing with a smile.
Afterwards all we kids played together with new friends, made up games on the jungle gym. The picnic was unpacked onto long wooden tables, my mom offering up delicious pans of fried chicken still warm in foil, bowls of cut fruit, homemade chocolate cookies, the rare treat of a can of soda.
When I was in high school, my dad taught me to cross country ski on these snow filled paths. The woods turned magic, covered with sparkling snow, as we careened through the forest.
As we continued on our current bike ride , those memories morphed into later visits, when we brought my kids, their cousins, and our dogs to enjoy that same playground. We clomped over the bridge to a hidden pond for the kids to catch frogs, skip stones, and throw bread bits as the fish broke the surface again and again.
I hope that someday my kids will come visit here, and they will remember all the times we came to the forest preserve with poignant smiles. And better yet, I hope that they can create their own memories here with their friends or family.
Last Sunday was an incredibly beautiful autumn day in the Chicago suburbs. With a few absolutely free hours, a bike, and my Pentax K-3, it was time for a workout and then some mind release. What a way to get lost, while finding myself, biking in Lakewood Forest Preserve.
With summer quickly waning in the Midwest and a limited time for working out yesterday, Bob and I took our kayaks out on our neighborhood lake. I also took my underwater camera for the first time. Here are a couple of the shots I liked, with more to come after future rides…and now I will remember to wipe dry the lens after each water shot. Those water spots ruined a couple otherwise-good pics. I was often shooting into the sun, so I couldn’t see the photos until later. Surprise!
These are photos from yesterday’s bike ride along the Des Plaines River Trail in the Lake County Forest Preserves. Our path took us through some happy memories of places we took our kids when they were younger and a few unknown miles. We traversed through woods, fields, a hotel, abreast a subdivision, and along the Des Plaines River on a glorious Chicagoland morning. All pics taken on my iPhone, since it was the only camera I had.
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