I don’t know why tire swings attract my eye.

It happens when there is weird weather.

First during a blinding snow storm across from Crystal Lake’s Dole Mansion.

Last Saturday and the Saturday before last right south of Cornish Park on the Fox River in Algonquin.

While the ones this winter were swaying in the wind, the one in Algonquin wasn’t moving.

But it was suspended above the swiftly running Fox River.