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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.

Posted Defending Seoul.

Let go of most of our patio and sunroom furniture; retained many happy memories; gained mental and physical space to create new memories.

Paused our cycle ride at the California Building, Nordeast, to get back our mojo. The former industrial building houses artists’ studios.

Walked past Sebastian Joe’s Ice Cream Cafe without popping in for a scoop.

Cycled under a three-million-watt solar array at MSP Terminal 2.

Back at the Frauenshuh Cancer Center today. A tumor marker test is evidence ADT drug therapy is working for the time-being. I’m grateful.

Cycled to The 1029 in Nordeast Minneapolis for Sunday lunch: their famous lobster rolls, and Deschutes Fresh Squeezed IPA.

Leased this view (Gold Medal Park, Guthrie Theater, Mississippi). We’ll stay here through early 2019 until our condo is ready. I’m grateful.