Microblog

Cycled to Lake Minnetonka. A man reinforced my preconceptions of white suburbs by telling me about “those Muslims.”

Bike, LRT, bike to a classroom where I learned stuff.

Took my fancy new bike seat for a test ride. It was less uncomfortable than my old one, beer helped on the way back.

We helped our annuals to survive the threat of overnight frost. The low was 34°F; a week earlier, the high was 92°F.

Rediscovered this today: I had filled a birdcage with snow, and was pulling it on a cart. Is this art?

Our cycle ride in search of Frank Lloyd Wright included this Minneapolis beauty on Cedar Lake.

Discovered the “Smallest Museum in St. Paul” in a fire hose cabinet outside Workhorse Cafe, University and Raymond.

My morning: calories, coffee, chat.

Went back to school.

Posted Journeys Through the Eyes of Children.

Hazy Minneapolis skyline from Lake of the Isles. I could taste and smell the smoke from the Canadian wildfires.

Today’s high will be in the 80’s. Time to throw something on the barbecue.

A friend and I cycled in search of St. Paul’s architecture. I love this alley beside the James J. Hill House.

Got a car-load of plants for the garden.

Found an alternate cycle route: the Saint Anthony Parkway Bridge, one of my favorites, was being dismantled.

It must be Monday.