. . . and me with no “umbrella”!
While driving through Chicago yesterday on I-90, within a five mile stretch of expressway near O’Hare and a five minute time span, we saw at least eight airplanes coming in for a landing … very impressive to see.
So it wasn’t an umbrella we needed, it was a camera. Oh, wait a minute, we had two.
So, we had two cameras, but if only we’d had a photographer to use them! Oh wait a minute, we had a “photographer.” But, unfortunately, not one good at taking pictures of objects moving through the sky, especially when she gets excited.
I won’t even bother to show you the dozen or so shots I took that I have examined thoroughly to see if I can find a plane a.n.y.w.h.e.r.e in them — no such luck. So, here are the two I did get, and you’ll just have to imagine that there were alot more!
Even this one almost got away. But I managed to snap him at the last minute.
It may have been my imagination, but I think this guy slowed down to “throw me a bone” and let me take his picture!
It was a lovely Sunday drive home anyway. And, I will keep practicing.
Update: One of my frequent commenters is Amy O. and she left a comment this morning that I want to add to this post because it is a touching reminder about when the planes didn’t fly.
She said, “. . . Before I became a Stay At Home Mom, I worked near O’Hare. My office overlooked I-90, which the planes used to line up to land. It was wonderful. It was noisy but you got used to it. There were times we had to stop conference calls because of the noise but wonderful. It was very eery after 9/11 when there were no planes flying; driving into work was strange without the traffic to O’Hare. When the first plane took off we all just watched.”
Thank you Amy, for reminding us all how “normal” can be truly appreciated in the context of a tragedy that makes life “not normal” for a while.