Normal Times

At the end of my walk, grade school kids had arrived on a yellow bus to play in the park, a sight we were denied during the height of the pandemic. Teachers were calling to them to collect their brown bag lunches. Later, I expect they were going to a classroom at the nearby Guthrie.

Snow Disposal

On my Downtown walk snow was being transported to a melting machine. This method decreases carbon emissions by minimizing the use of trucks and driving distances. I appreciate not having to climb over piles of snow.

A Slow Day

Nibbled cookies a friend brought over, drank vast quantities of water (doctor’s orders) and looked out at falling snow.

Pad Thai

Dwight drove to Burnsville (a suburb) to catch up with a friend at Red Lobster. Meanwhile I walked to Thailand for a solo pad thai at Sawatdee in an old (1856) building. Japan was closed today.

Frozen Mississippi

On my walk, crossed a frozen Mississippi. The University of Minnesota East and West Bank campuses are directly behind me.

Blues for an Alabama Sky

Looked out at our apartment (among many apartments) through a mirror-framed window at the Guthrie Theater while sipping a pre-show glass of wine. We then stepped into a world of Harlem apartments in the 1930’s: Blues for an Alabama Sky, finding family, fulfilling dreams.

Rising from Ruins

Towards the end of our Sunday walk, stopped to take in the hodgepodge of structures of Mill City Museum. A modern museum rises out of the carefully stabilized ruins of what was once the world’s largest flour mill.

A Special Place

Dwight showed a friend and me around the University of Minnesota teaching and research greenhouse where he volunteers. This gorgeous space has four rooms, each with a different climate, including this desert room. The rainforest room smelled and felt wonderful on this frigid day.

Arctic Journey

After three days sheltering from the Arctic blast, screwed up the will to walk one block to our local bar for Reubens and beer.