After Eric and I had the tree taken out last week, I was talking to my officemate about how we were thinking of replacing it, and he said he thought it would be cool to plant and grow a tree.
I told him about the tiny oak seedling that was in the front flowerbed when I was in fifth grade. My mom said it couldn't stay there, but let us pull it up and plant it in the backyard. Here it is today; I took a picture of it when I was visiting my dad and stepmom last weekend. It dwarfs the house and shades the yard, and dammit, my family made a tree happen.
Hey! If you missed the parade a few weeks ago, or loved it so so much and want more, there will be marching bands going down Loyola between 183 and Northeast Drive tomorrow--Friday--evening between 6:30 and 7:30. I gather the parade is sort of a pep rally for the annual Juneteenth Battle of the Bands/Drumline Competition on Saturday (at Nelson Field on Berkman--I'm having a hard time finding a definitive link to this year's, but it's on for sure).
I went to the main event a few years ago and was blown away, but I don't think I can spare an afternoon this weekend. Still, I plan to wander down and watch the bands march by tomorrow, and if you live anywhere near there, you should too. They are awesome.