In the West Andersonville Gardens, a woodchip trail carves its way through a block of mini-forestry. A collection of sunflowers may brush your arm as you walk by. A feather juts out from one, foreshadowing something ahead. An old wooden wheel leans against a fence, waiting patiently for its wagon. It gathers vines and weeds in its rickety curves. A patch of purple flowers alerts you to an opportunity—stop and smell them. Why not? After all, you’ve just discovered the best secret flower patch in Chicago.
