it's about that time of winter where i'm beginning to yearn for summer again. the sun only comes out in small teases and every cry of a bird is met with snowflakes. to escape chapped skin and cold air, I escaped to two conservatories this week. feeling the cleanest air fill your lungs and smelling moist dirt in the middle of the winter is one of the best natural highs for this time of year. these places make me want to start a garden filled with the freshest flowers and vegetables this summer.
isn't the chichuly installation gorgeous among all the foliage? i'm in love. true story, there used to be more chihuly and spaces to explore in the garfield park conservatory, but after a nasty storm with golf ball-sized hail the shattered much of the roof last summer there have been slow repairs to the gardens.
