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Visited two American Indian galleries: All My Relations and Two Rivers. Relished a slow-cooked bison melt at Gatherings Cafe in the Minneapolis American Indian Center.

Stood on a park bench at the highest point in Minneapolis, Deming Heights Park.

“Discovered” Cold Water Spring which supplied Fort Snelling and is considered to be sacred by some Native Americans. The National Park Service administers the spring and surrounding restored prairie.

The Mississippi raged below as I crossed the Third Avenue Bridge. Last night’s Aquatennial fireworks were launched from this bridge.

The Minneapolis Aquatennial put on a rather fine fireworks display which we viewed from our balcony.

Posted Russia in Minneapolis.

At the Guthrie tonight: “The Legend of Georgia McBride.” Struggling Elvis impersonator finds his mojo as a drag queen

Continued my search for Russia in the Twin Cities. Found an alley in Hopkins where Russian émigré and psychic Синти (Cynthia) practices her trade.

Cycled with a friend who wanted to take pictures of the undersides of bridges.

While Putin denied, I cycled in search of Russia. I started at St. Mary’s Orthodox Cathedral and ended at a Russian Teahouse that’s closed until November when it will open once a week on Fridays for four hours.

Dog’s-eye view, on my Nordeast Minneapolis bicycle meander.

Tonight, we go full-throttle Minnesotan: I’m making green bean hotdish topped with Tater Tots. OK, Spud Puppies, same thing. I’m going a little upmarket: no Campbell’s cream of mushroom soup, no French’s fried onions, and the green beans are fresh.

Bought Japanese green tea/almond/cranberry Kit Kats for my nephews, one of over 300 flavors.

Posted The Time I Was Summoned to “The Kremlin.”

Researched furniture for our future condo. When we moved out of our house we realized it was better to get rid of furniture rather than pay to store it.

I never imagined bike-sharing would be this popular. The app directed me to bikes a couple blocks away.