Something about several hundred miles of flat land jammed up against a great lake and punctuated with skyscrapers gives Chicago the ability to take on all kinds of unusual shapes and colors when the weather is right. The city is blessed with epic sunrises and sunsets, bluer skies than any acrylic at Utrecht, and pretty much every form of cloud from little scud poppers to mighty thunderheads to wispy bits of white filament.
And then something goes terribly wrong, and the weather just makes the city look weird. Here are three photos of Chicago taken yesterday morning and sent in by a Loop Spy, and a Near North Spy.