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With 75,000 people expected over the weekend, made an early pass through Stone Arch Bridge Festival past silent music stages and booths selling food, art, and crafts. Retreated to our home before a heat advisory took effect.

Cycled down an unfamiliar street lined with old industrial buildings. Escaped rain by ducking into a coffee shop in one of the renovated structures. While I rested my legs, two women at an adjacent table were industriously spinning yarn on antique spinning wheels, their bare feet working the treadles.

Hawaii is just a ten-minute cycle ride from our home. Or, to be more precise, an authentic Hawaiian experience, Ono Hawaiian Plates, hidden inside United Noodles, a large Asian supermarket. We both opted for mix plates with fall-apart-tender Kalua pork with mandatory scoops of sticky rice and macaroni salad. We were transported, no plane tickets… Continue reading Island Escape in the Aisles

We’re both a little subpar with colds, thankfully not COVID. Peeped in a shoebox and realized it contained six weeks of snail mail I hadn’t reviewed since returning from my travels in early April. Nothing required my attention, so everything went to recycling, some via the shredder. At least I did something useful today!

These LEGO parts arrived to brighten up this rainy day. I’ll use them to experiment with building vehicle front ends. In the past I’ve steered (!) away from cars and trucks, but this injects variety and I’ll learn stuff. Also arrived today via Kindle, borrowed from the Hennepin County Library, “LEGO and Philosophy”: philosophy professors… Continue reading Overthinking LEGO

A cycle ride with a friend included St. Paul’s Midway industrial district. We were surprised by the vibrant murals scattered throughout the district, including this one. The stylized butterfly behind the girl honors missing and murdered indigenous women. Later, I learned we had stumbled upon the Midway Chroma Zone where local and national street artists… Continue reading Unexpected Art

My bicycle route today included several miles of trail from St. Louis Park to Minneapolis that have recently opened after being closed for several years for light rail construction. The trail has been upgraded and now includes underpasses under roads and this structure that bridges the light rail tracks, a freight track, and a busy… Continue reading Bicycle Expressway

Veggies from the barbecue, chicken thighs still on the barbecue. Simple Sunday dinner, easy cleanup.

Continued planning my next LEGO adventure: the front-end assembly of a front wheel drive truck. It’ll feature steering, a differential, and independent suspension: plenty subsystems for me to study and build. I’ve been checking my gears drawer for parts and building a shopping list. In the front, note my proud display of shock absorbers. In… Continue reading Planning a Beast

It was a perfect summer’s day for a long cycle ride with a friend visiting from the UK. Here we paused at Bde Maka Ska (Dakota for “White Earth Lake”), formerly named after a slave owner and slavery advocate who never visited Minnesota. Later we stopped for grilled cheese sandwiches (a favorite) at Longfellow’s named… Continue reading Visiting Minnesota

It was the last day of the semester, classrooms have gone silent for the next two weeks. After the break I’ll be back here for summer school. (The device on the table on the far left is assistive technology for a visually impaired learner. The tower rack in the back corner stores and charges laptops.)

Walked over to the Guthrie for Skeleton Crew, set in a Detroit factory break room during the 2008 recession. Four Black characters brought the struggle of vanishing blue-collar jobs to life.

A friend and I made our annual expedition to Reservoir Woods and up to a 30-million gallon tank serving St. Paul. We cycled slowly up in low gear, realizing in coming years we’ll need to dismount and push. The humidity was high, so by the end of the ride we both felt we’d had a… Continue reading Pushing Our Limits

Tonight’s our anniversary, so I whipped up a special (well, for a Monday night) dinner. Halibut baked in parchment is so easy, yet feels a touch exotic. Accompanied by an eight buck bottle of New Zealand Sav Blanc from Trader’s we had a fine meal, grateful for our years together. The extra halibut (in the… Continue reading Halibut and Gratitude

Spotted these tiny houses on Nicollet Island on our Sunday morning walk. The little door and windows on the left definitely look like a “mouse house” by local artist Mows. The house on the right is likely a mass-produced fairy house.

Afterglow, back home from a Minnesota Orchestra concert.