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New Zealand traveled to us via the Surdyk’s wine sale.

While I jogged, a freight train trundled.

Looked down from a bridge expecting to see snow and the river. Instead, I saw art.

Posted Walking With Attitude Through Cancer Survivors Park.

Reds popped as I walked on the latest installment of fresh snow.

With a big snowstorm coming in, it was a good day to digitize color slides before staging them on the floor en route to the garbage chute.

Walked on fresh snow.

Stood in the Minnesota Capitol Rotunda to demand sensible gun legislation.

My running route crosses four Mississippi bridges. This 1901 former railroad bridge takes me to Nicollet Island.

Explored Cuban art at the Walker Art Center: subtle resistance to the official line; inspiration to resist when our leaders are wrong.

Posted Seven Metal Detectors.

I’m cooking pork carnitas my favorite way: 1. Place Boston butt in pot; 2. Cover with cold water; 3. Simmer, lid on, 45 minutes; 4. Simmer, lid off, until all water is gone (several hours); 5. Fry the fall-apart pork in its own fat. The flavor is intense.

Headed over to the twin of Minneapolis for a Saint Paul Chamber Orchestra concert in the Ordway’s new concert hall.

After warming up with a bowl of ramen in delicious pork broth in a large Asian supermarket, I was delighted to find green tea Kit Kats: one of over 200 Kit Kat flavors in Japan. I was transported.

Posted Perches Above a Rail Yard.

Valentine’s Day candy sustained me as I did things with fractions I have not done in living memory.