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Walked past the USS Midway on our way to the ferry to go cycling on Catalina. The Midway was commissioned 1945; it served in Desert Storm.

It’s morning, we’re at MSP, it’s time for the obligatory bloody Mary.

We cycled to the very source of St. Paul’s water supply

I was early for a meeting, so I popped in here for an Americano. Minneapolis has the largest urban American Indian community in the country.

A sign had sprouted in our front yard while we were out for dinner.

Posted Scenes from a Bridge.

We reserved a piece of the troposphere and the condo to go into it.

Cycled through humidity the long way round to Longfellow Grill for air conditioning and chilly Steel Toe Size Sevens.

Martin Sabo Bridge through a $10 clip-on fisheye lens. Reduced distortion with the SKRWT app then created ersatz art with the Prisma app.

Cycled through miles of wildflower meadows on a new section of the Mississippi River Trail, south of the Twin Cities.

It is one of life’s pleasures to enjoy morning coffee and a pastry in places with WiFi passwords like “wetbanana” while the world rushes by.

It was time for plan B. For some reason, our wobbly 1970’s vinyl dining chair was not appreciated by street foragers.

Walked past this Minneapolis landmark built in 1965 for an insurance company. A critic described it as a temple to the gods of underwriting.

We stopped for breakfast at Lake Harriet.

Posted Journey to the House of Balls.

Banished unwanted things to the curb where they begged for new homes.