A few weeks back, I rode Metra into the city to accomplish several errands. One of them was to visit Wooded Island, behind the Museum of Science and Industry in Jackson Park. It had been a year-to-the-week since I had last been there.
For about two years, I lived a 20-minute hike away from Wooded Island, and several mornings a week, I’d head there at sunrise with my binoculars to spend a few hours with the flora and fauna. Wooded Island offers an escape from the noise and mayhem of the city, a place conducive to deep thoughts.
