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Photographed our playbills, then recycled them.

Dined next to a repurposed telephone booth, now the 1029 Bar Shirt Shack. The staff call it the Mall of America.

Bought a high visibility bicycle helmet. I experienced some anxiety when a flock of geese flew low overhead.

Walked through splashes of colored light while waiting for the train.

Walked with friends. Our conversation stopped when we saw these wildflowers planted in the strip between sidewalk and road.

Posted Letting Go of the Big Stuff.

After squatting in our home for up to 25 years, our stuff lined up, ready to board the Goodwill Express. If we don’t use it, it’s sayonara.

Stopped at Lake Harriet for a breakfast sandwich.

We cycled our favorite loop: Minneapolis Chain of Lakes, Minnehaha Creek, Mississippi, Cedar Lake Trail.

Much of our worldly goods were marched into a Salvation Army truck.

We took the nephews to a bowling alley until it stopped raining. I’ve never bowled, which did not stop me from offering advice.

Sometimes, on Wednesday afternoons, I face big questions with simple answers in a place where the American Dream lives.

After a “Glocal” IPA at a new near-neighbor, Utepils Brewing, we cycled over to nearby Sparks Restaurant for totally excellent small plates.

A “sold” sign announced we are short-timers in our home.

My old bike, my favorite possession for 30 years, went in search of new adventures. It now belongs to a friend’s grandson.

Artists were creating a mural as I cycled the Midtown Greenway.