Saturday, March 28, 2009

What I Love About Minneapolis

Well, one of the things I love anyway: The dog park.

Today, Buddy and I walked for almost two hours, taking the high ground over our flooded paradise. Below us, a boat of fisherpeople floated past the point where we usually walk.

I clutched a rope to drag myself up a muddy hill to the bluff trail, and instead of trying to make our way down to the mucky bottom land where the waterfall falls, we walked above the falls and past them to a part of the park we rarely visit.

I caught proof of the approaching spring on film (or pixels anyway), and despite knowing that Minnesota expects snow on Monday, my soul lifted to see blue, blue skies between branches covered with small buds. Soon, soon, friends, we will be able to say that we have triumphed over another winter here in the great white north. And this year was the first one in a long time whose winter really earned us our spring.

Oh, we also did not molest any government property. Even though that government property was totally asking for it.


Chris H. said...

Love it! Thanks for sharing this - makes me all the more excited for real spring :)

cathy said...

I was seeing if you or Beau had posted the latest breakfast adventure on tcbc and came across your blog which I have now read most of. This has led to my conclusion that you should forsake Minnesota and come live in Denver since Beau is obviously (and understandably) departing in the near future and you are a superbly adequate replacement. :)

Alex said...

Thank you, Chris and Cathy. I have neglected this blog in the same way I neglected some cheese in the back of my fridge. It's nice to see that instead of mold, it grew two nice comments. Stay tuned. I have the feeling that soon there will be a story about a table up on this thing.

And Denver is too pretty for every day. As a woman of the plains, I'm not sure I'd know what to do if my home had mountains in it.