Sandwiches aside, on my third visit to the falls, it finally dawned on me that I hadn’t explored the creek beyond the falls at all. The reason it hadn’t dawned on me before is really quite lame. When I’ve gone to the falls, I’ve been biking. In my head, the days had been set aside to bike. I saw people walking along the trails, but I was biking not walking. I just kind of edited out the idea of walking the trails.
Then I realized I could apply my theory of desserts here (when presented with a choice of A or B, skip to the true answer and select both). I could bike and hike. Continue reading →
Taking advantage of the beautiful spring days, Stella! and I have headed over to the Minnehaha Falls a couple of times already. My niece and I rode bikes along the creek to the “falls” last fall when the creek had dried up and there was only the merest of trickles falling.
With Minnesota in the midst of its two weeks of spring, I’ve been spending a lot of time outside. During my commute, I bike around Lakes Harriet and Calhoun. As you ride, birds are always fluttering away. For me, any small bird is either a sparrow or a chickadee.
(To clarify, when I say chickadee, I don’t mean that in any knowledgeable ornithological sense. Rather, all generic, Disney animated-looking birds that aren’t sparrows, I label as a chickadee.) Continue reading →
(I am fairly certain that my grandmother and I have very different definitions for “big” when it comes to candy bars. When she gets a box of Russell Stover chocolates – one of her favorites, she’s satisfied eating one piece a day. I, on the other hand, consider a box of chocolates a type of comparison shopping.)
She had been saving that chocolate bar for a “special occasion.” (I could see where one might consider a 100th birthday to be a special occasion.) As she said that though, she kind of chuckled, “Nearly 100, what was I waiting for?”
I would say that the universe is always sending us messages, some more obvious than others. It’s up to us to listen to them. In my grandmother’s case, she could have dwelled on the “missing” part of the chocolate bar, but instead she decided to focus on savoring the moment. Continue reading →
Just a week ago, we had yet another April snow storm in Minnesota. This was my first winter back in Minnesota in twenty some years. Walking home in that snow storm, I thought, “Yes, April, we all see you. Yes, very funny, you look just like March. Why don’t you go see where May is.”
I was beginning to think Minnesota wanted me to relive every winter I had missed. Then, April decided to give us the perfect day this weekend. Sunny and warm. Shorts-weather warm. As in, even non-Minnesotans would have worn shorts. (One of my brothers wears shorts all winter long. Most of us wait at least until it gets above freezing.) Continue reading →