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Recent microposts and posts at tomwilson.com
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Today's cycle ride included a section I’ve never cycled before. This US Highway 61 bridge took us out of Hastings, Minnesota, and across the Mississippi. We then took the pretty Point Douglas Trail along the Mississippi to Prescott, Wisconsin.
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Purchased the final tickets for a family trip this summer with our nephews and their parents. Portuguese train tickets opened up this week for our day of travel. By buying them now, we paid less than half the price closer to the day of travel. We've now reserved our complete journey from Minneapolis, back to Minneapolis. Every ticket is digital …
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Dwight and I have become the "Drip Irrigation Mavens" for our building's gardening club. We built dripper harnesses (6 drippers per planter, tubing, manifold) for two planters as a demonstration, and plan to roll out to six more planters this week.
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Tonight, after braised sausage and cabbage (it is Sausage Saturday): “House of Gucci.”
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The setup tonight at Orchestra Hall for the Minnesota Orchestra and a 90-voice choir. It’ll take time to process a piece written in 2015: “Seven Last Words of the Unarmed," the last words of seven Black men who were killed by authority figures.
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Today I was reminded how lard makes pastry light and flakey. Out cycling with a friend, stopped to pick up Cornish pasties at a serving hatch. Savored the melt-in-the-mouth crust and tasty filling upstairs and outside at a picnic table.
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When Dwight was in his working years, I liked to welcome him home to weeknight meals that had an illusion of complexity. Tonight we had one of those quick weeknight meals. Rice from the rice cooker with veggies and tilapia cooked in a broth of coconut milk (from a can) with Thai curry paste (from a jar), brown sugar, and …
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I enjoy gadgets. Today, I squealed with delight when my first WhatsApp message popped up on my watch and I replied with a tap of an OK button. Eat your heart out, Alexander Graham Bell. And heart is what this wearable gadget monitors for the next two weeks… just playing safe. I resisted asking if it tracks my location or …
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In April we completed a multi-day, inn-to-inn hike across and down the Marin County peninsula, across the bay from San Francisco. We walked through Muir Woods and across the peninsula to the Pacific. We then crossed back to the Bay side before heading to downtown San Francisco. This was an easy adventure: each day we hiked 10 miles or less, …
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We Always Stop For Trains
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Most weeks, when the weather is fair I go cycling with my friend, Dave. I always look forward to our bicycle adventures: we indulge our curiosity about the world around us, the conversation flows, and we get some exercise. Yesterday our cycle ride included the recently completed Robert Piram Trail in South St. Paul. When we reached the Mississippi, we …
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