As we come along Astor Street, a dog leg adds to the charm of that crooked, narrow street. Very narrow - have you noticed how many shots I took on a sharp angle? Short of using a fish eye lens, one has to do this just to be able to back up far enough to get much of a building in. Not really in keeping with Burnham's vision for the city, but very sensible for our climate. In the winter, this translates into the wind being blocked; in the summer, when the winds tend to die down anyway, that narrow street is covered with a "canopy" - the tops of the trees on either side of the street meet overhead, leaving the harsh summer sun only hinted at by the small specks of blue sky seen between the leaves. Cool shade for block after block, welcome relief for the sunstroked hiker. Here, we find ourselves blinking in the inevitable light as we come to that sudden jump to the right, forcing a break in the canopy, with these two buildings on either side
















and these buildings just to the right.











We'd like to capture the dog leg on film this time, but the angles and light conspire against us.








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