I don't particularly miss Illinois, but I look fondly at the times spent in these Illinois parks. The first two pictures were taken in Allerton Park, somewhere in the acres and acres of greenery, gardens, and mansions. In the times I've visited, I looped through mazes, got bitten by numerous bugs, rolled down hills, and picked sour grapes I'm positive were illegal to pick.
The last picture was taken in one of the neighborhood parks that boasted live music during the summer weekends and had a billion gazebos one could shelter in when the rains came for a short visit. Many books were read, many a picnic fare shared, and many a summer day whiled.