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The 2001 Marilyn Merlot we’d been holding onto most of this millennium for a special occasion was corked. We substituted a cheeky young Pinot Noir to complement our slow-cooked turkey thighs. We’ll reduce Ms Merlot to a syrup to pour over ice cream

Posted Globetrotter Martha.

On my walk through a University of Minnesota campus: three steel lattice beams set in concrete. I recall these were removed during a remodel, and the contractor got permission to create this installation. For some reason, it’s not included in the university’s list of public art.

Replenished my stock of fleece sweatpants, my go-to couture in this time of Covid.

Tonight, night two of our spontaneous anime festival. Grateful for streaming.

Used a straw constructor toy I just happen to have to help understand the axes (red=x, green=y, blue=z—the rotational axis) for each joint in my current robot according to industry standards. I find it difficult to think spatially, so need to double-check

Swore when I knocked a mug of coffee onto the keyboard while tutoring a student online. It could’ve been worse: I said sh#$ rather than f&$#, and the keyboard still works.

On my bike ride with a friend, a preview of things to come.

Posted A Place Where Masks Are Apolitical.

Didn’t shower.

On my walk through a university campus almost devoid of students, an umbrella with no owner.

Sang Happy Birthday to our 12-year-old nephew, along with Mrs Google.

Walked twice around St. Paul’s Lake Como, chatting with a friend.

Each morning this week I’ve looked out at a different scene. Today, cold air met St. Anthony Falls.

Kale and white sweet potatoes, one of our favorites.

Looked out at the Molecule sculpture in Gold Medal Park: bright red I-beams, detailed with a layer of fresh snow, lit by the rising morning sun.