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American dream. “Behold a beer truck appeared unto us.”A fine local brew from the son of immigrants from Pakistan.

Posted Wabi-Sabi Lessons for Imperfect Journeys.

Cycled past a stressed tree, anticipating Fall.

Cycled in pursuit of 1861 Minneapolis, including The B. O. Cutter House (1856), now a fraternity house.

Hot day, St. Louis ribs slowly barbecuing. For the rub I ground some spices that push things towards the Caribbean.

Posted Freakin’ Cheap: Eliminating Unwanted Phone Calls.

Cycled another rail trail Up North: Paul Bunyan Trail.

Minnesota, Up North sunsets. Our niece’s wedding (Vergas, MN), then Walker, Leech Lake, Minnesota.

Today we cycled a rail trail: Heartland Trail, Up North.

Cycled rolling hills, Up North.

Attended the wedding of our niece in a small town in Minnesota.

Our bicycles heading north on Interstate 94 at 70 miles an hour.

No nephews on my cycle ride today. I miss them and I miss not knowing what happens when you punch red buttons.

Took my nephews bicycling: four playgrounds, three cafes, a library, and a hospital pathology department. Plus LEGO.

Bought LED light bulbs for my playroom, the space formerly known as my office. I’m saving almost a half kilowatt.

Posted Afraid of Eggplant No More.