It had a great tree by it, and the tiny person near the tree is me.
Pocket of Bolts in a field of snow and trees.
Us reflected in the new modern wing of the Art Institute.
Pocket of Bolts contemplates how those people's camera-flash has just ripped a hole in the fabric of space-time.
We saw lots of people with ice-skates. Coming down to the free outdoor skating rink that it turns out they have in Millennium Park, we saw a bunch of people there, waiting out the resurfacing.
I said: "*I* want to go ice-skating!"
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