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Strong lines on a random walk through Nordeast Minneapolis.

Walked along Minnehaha Creek. I didn’t miss my bicycle on this eroded trail.

On my walk: Cedar Lake looking towards downtown Minneapolis.

The drippy weather meant I didn’t have to wait in line for a scoop of Moose Lake Fudge at Lake Calhoun’s refectory.

The drippy weather meant I didn’t have to wait in line for a scoop of Moose Lake Fudge at Lake Calhoun’s refectory.

Every time I walk past this billboard I wish Banksy would visit Minneapolis. The graffiti is anemic.

Two friends and I raised the average age of the audience at a Bakken Trio concert at the local community center.

Walked past the Pillsbury A. In 1881 it was the world’s largest flour mill. It’s now artists’ lofts.

After some aggressive gardening, it was time to recuperate with a Brr Bar at Sebastian Joe’s.

Walked past two cricket matches. At school I was required to participate in this game in lieu of actual exercise.

It was time to fix a few niggling things around the house, including replacing this cracked drawer bracket.

On my walk, lunch at chef Doug Flicker’s concession at Lake Nokomis. I’ve always enjoyed his fresh, local food.

Walked past the Spoonbridge and Cherry sculpture, on hiatus from being iconic while a new sculpture garden emerges.

Prepared Minnesota sweet corn to be barbecued in the husk tonight.

Voted in the Primary to help keep a non-Looney Tunes Minnesota Supreme Court candidate on the November ballot.

Took LRT to Fort Snelling. Walked back towards Minneapolis.