It's raining in Chicago. On rainy days I sometimes pull out my camera bags and just handle things. I pull out the cameras, the lenses, the flashes, the tripod, etc., and imagine actually using them.
I stepped out on the front porch and took this picture of what we're looking at across the street:
There used to be a factory across the street that manufactured golfing equipment, like golf ball washers. It wasn't so bad, because the only thing that faced us was a brick wall. It made for a quiet street.
Then, to make a long story short, a developer bought the property, knocked down the factory, and set up a sales office. (You can almost see the sales office in the picture, if you click on it to get the enlarged version. It's a mobile home, hidden behind the tree.) Then they dug some holes in the ground, which promptly filled up with water. That was about 8 months ago.
Then the bottom fell out of the housing market. As far as I know, they haven't sold a single house. They certainly haven't started building one, and yesterday they came and hauled away the bulldozer that had been sitting there all winter.
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