It’s a day for quiet reflection, a day to say nothing that could fan the flames.
Category: In This Together
Framed Rectangles
This week I’ve been thinking about rectangles inside rectangles. It’s a comfortable enough notion, a place of safety when times are not normal. Monday. Returned parts from recent projects to assigned plastic shoe boxes or to a Habitat donation bag. Shoeboxes are the right size to group parts: bigger boxes hide clutter. Two of the…… Continue reading Framed Rectangles
Focus on a Better Future
As anger spills over in Minneapolis, I’m focusing on my small contribution for a better future. A GED (high school equivalency diploma) text, the size of a phone book, arrived in the mail. I’ll tutor an adult non-native speaker online.
Under the Stern Eye of St. John Baptist de La Salle
St. John Baptist de La Salle stood lookout while we set up suitably spaced lawn chairs and chatted with friends on the grounds of a high school.
Our Country Club
On Stone Arch Bridge, part of Central Mississippi Riverfront Regional Park. The Minneapolis park system is one of the top reasons we live where we live. The Minneapolis Park and Recreation Board was established almost 140 years ago. Because of their foresight, parkland and trails permeate the city. 98% of Minneapolis residents live within a…… Continue reading Our Country Club
Pandemic Poetry
It was a day to stay home and watch YouTube videos to improve my soldering, and other such skills. Occasionally I looked out at the constant rain and the scrolling message on the Guthrie’s marquee: “Promise this world your love” from a poem, “Pandemic.”
Ice Cream in a Time of Covid
Walked down the block to Izzy’s to pick up an order of their Midnight Snack ice cream. We’ve been deprived of this delicacy for months, but today they started taking Internet orders. The server, who was behind plexiglass, slid my order through the freezer
Whiteboards
Posted Whiteboards.
Whiteboards
I grew up with dusty chalkboards in the 1950’s and 1960’s. My first memory of using a whiteboard was early in 1970 at an interview. I was handed a pen and asked to work through a problem on the board. I felt comfortable with this experience, and passed the interview. Throughout my job life, I’ve…… Continue reading Whiteboards
Painted Rocks
On our walk: painted rocks had been placed at intervals along a guardrail on an old bridge.