Part of the Ford Parkway Bridge, from underneath it. Next to the Mississippi River.
Went for a long walk with Quentin and Joco today. It's a beautiful 66 out there, everything is melting and I can tell summer is coming by the amount fur flying off the dog when he shakes.
Even though it's nice out, everyone seems a bit off. It's like people have lived too long in the dark and are reluctant to trust the weather. Maybe it's just me. I don't want to miss a single day of nice weather in Minnesota, and I think anyone who does must be mad. Eh, whatever. I'm going out and risking the cosmic rays some more.
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