This weekend I went out to Cedarville, IL (birthplace of Jane Addams of Hull House) for my great uncle’s 90th birthday party. And it was quite the party. Seriously, I was exhausted afterwards. But 90 years of incredibly full life deserve a serious celebration.
I saw family I hadn’t seen in years; I met some people who hadn’t seen me since I learned to walk; and the fall leaves were at their peak. The pictures don’t do them justice. They were breathtaking at every turn – and I really do mean that. As much as I love Chicago, there just aren’t enough trees for those kinds of scenes.
I was supposed to go for a 6 mile run, but I stopped to take so many pictures that I think it ended up only being somewhere around 5 1/2. And I’m fine with that. After and hour and 15 minutes, I decided to head back in so that my family didn’t think I’d gotten lost/fallen off a bridge/died. Probably a good decision in the long run.
Enough talk. I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves (they’re from my phone, so the quality isn’t great, but it’ll do).