Our Ancestors’ Wildest Dreams

Cycled past a work in progress under a bridge in a former railroad trench (Midtown Greenway). “We are our ancestors’ wildest dreams.”

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Standing at the Edge of Creation

My beautiful picture

October 1983, Hawaii Big Island: I stand against an expanse of blackness, some of the newest terrain on Earth. I set the self-timer on my Canon AE-1 film camera, then dash into the field of view for a self-portrait. “Selfies” would have to wait until the 21st century. I walk around nearby Halemaumau Crater as…… Continue reading Standing at the Edge of Creation

Fine Seasonal Lunch

This plus crusty bread made a fine seasonal lunch. Minnesota strawberries are at their best right now: they’re small and flavorful. I’m convinced a strawberry is allocated a fixed amount of flavor, whether it’s big or small.

A Suspicious-Looking Backpack

[wp_quiz id=”1930″] Picture the scene yesterday. We’re in the meticulously restored Minnesota Governor’s reception room. The older nephew is listening intently to a short presentation. The younger one is wandering around at the back of the room looking for some object that he could climb. Dwight and I stand by, waiting to intervene if necessary.…… Continue reading A Suspicious-Looking Backpack

Ghostbusters?

Bonus post at the Governor’s reception room at the State Capitol. Our homemade metal detector handle sticks out of my backpack. The circuit board our nephews soldered is hidden in this handle. If a guard questioned us, I promised myself I would not say we were from Ghostbusters.

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Soldering 101

Taught my nephews to solder components onto a circuit board for a metal detector.

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The Remains of a Bridge

Cycled to the middle of the Mississippi on a former railroad bridge. The rest of the bridge, a swing bridge, has been removed.