Held on tightly to the brakes as I negotiated a steep gradient to a path that took me along the river towards Downtown.
Category: Move
Social Distance Enforcer
Realized my bike can be used as a social distance enforcer.
Lake of the Isles (Again)
Walked around Lake of the Isles.
Lawlessness
Caught glimpses of the Mississippi below through cracks and gaps as I wheeled my bicycle across the bridge. The railroad company had installed a steel grid walkway for their workers over rotting and missing boards. A sign that once stated “No Trespassing” exuded lawlessness.
Cannon Valley Trail
Cycled on a rail trail beside the Cannon River, south of the Twin Cities.
Pondering a Wall
I like to pause at this wall when I’m out for a cycle ride. For all the modifications over the years, it conveys a sense orderliness and stability. Like an abstract painting of geometric shapes, I find it calming. The Minneapolis Water Department still operates out of this site.
Emoji Convention
On our walk: in place of friends and family, emojis gathered to celebrate a graduate.
Cappuccinos by a Lake
Locked up our bikes, sipped cappuccinos, looked out at Lake Harriet framed by the back wall of the bandshell stage.
Hearing Water
Water spilled down a glass wall across a silent Minneapolis street. I’d failed to notice this in normal times; now I hear it each time I cycle by.
Transient Beauty
Our morning stroll became an eight-miler where we saw beauty and transience.