7. The Lurie Garden in Millennium Park
With its explosive colors, high hedges and narrow paths, the Lurie feels like a secret garden, even though it's in one of the city's busiest parks. I particularly love the boardwalk next to a long pool. Sit down, take your shoes off, get your feet wet.
8. Shameless self-promotion
I don't actually like shameless self-promotion, but here goes. The Tribune and Agate Publishing recently issued a print edition — that's old-fashioned paper — of a collection of my columns. The collection, which includes "Wear Sunscreen" and many more, is called "Even the Terrible Things Seem Beautiful to Me Now."
I filched the title from my mother, who after a stint in the hospital not long before she died said, "You have to be old to appreciate the beauty of your life. Even the terrible things seem beautiful to me now."
The book is available in some local bookstores and wherever online books are sold.
9. "The Real Work" by Wendell Berry
Ever get confused about life? About work? About which fork in the road to take? This short poem is in praise of that confusion. (Google it, and you'll see.) Among its fine lines:
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.