Misty Morning, Clear Vision

This morning, the downtown view from our home is completely obscured by mist, but it will eventually clear, of course. Knowing our rights are vulnerable, we got married four years ago today, a right that was won over the objections of many in our country. We don’t count this as our anniversary, our story spans 37 years. We met in a time when people like me were routinely turned away at the border.

Pride Festival

Walked around what seemed like the biggest Pride Festival, ever, in Loring Park with 650 vendors and hundreds of thousands of attendees over the weekend. Retreated to the peace of our home, our Pride shrine, and a quiet evening.

Innocence

Spotted this innocent scene while cycling along a residential street: Barbie and friends, oblivious to systemic racism, Covid-19, and each other. A little girl was down the block, playing with a friend, on to the next thing.

Showing Our Pride

Showed our Pride at the HealthPartners/Park Nicollet booth. Dwight’s employer was recently named 2018 Corporate Champion of PRIDE.

Love Beats Money

Hearts prevailed as we walked under Interstate 94 in St. Paul’s Union Park neighborhood. Other graffiti expanded the message: (heart symbol) > $