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Bike Rides, Strawberries and an Ice Cream Social

After doing this weekly blog for almost 4 years we have started slacking on taking photos of everything we do by only taking photos of the things we want to share. This week is broken up over a few days since we forgot to take photos for a full day. Oops.

You could say we're slacking or you could say we're just being more interesting. Anyways I think this  is the first time this has happened. 

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Brooke had to work. So, Meadow and I decided to go on a Juneteenth bike ride with some North Minneapolis Bicycle Advocacy Council friends. To keep things simple we call it NMBAC.


At first I didn't know anybody on the ride, but soon enough my friend Alexis showed up and a few other familiar faces.

Many of the riders were from the Nice Ride Orange Bike program while folks from the Major Taylor Bicycle Club led the ride.

Once we got to North Mississippi Regional Park Alexis, Meadow and I split from the pack to attend our NMBAC meeting.

Sandwichs, fruit and familiar and new faces; not a bad way to spend a Saturday afternoon.


Alexis and Will lead our team of merry bikers and bickerers.


Meadow found every way for bikes to fall on her. Spot her climbing my bike?

These kids were supposed to watching her. Right?


I guess I'm accomplishing all my goals this summer because strawberry picking has been something I've wanted to do for a few years. We seem to always be out of town or busy during the brief strawberry picking season.

Anyway, we finally made it.

We drove down to Hastings to a little organic farm.

What's it called Brooke? Kedem Farm.

I don't remember how I found this place. I think I just Googled PYO Strawberries Minnesota. I was expecting this place to be bigger, but it was pretty darling with all the animals wandering around.

I know how messy Meadow gets when she eats strawberries so I picked out an outfit I didn't care if it got stained. Yup that's a 9 month onesie and 6 month pants.

She actually looks pretty cool in this outfit. Thanks for the hat uncle!

Brooke and I each took a row.

Meadow took whatever she could get her hands on.


I wanted to pick three baskets worth, but Scott talked me into only two. I have to admit our strawberries at home were of better quality.

This variety was very different and almost strawberry soda-sweet.

Brooke and I took turns taking Meadow to the farms "playground." Antsy pants had too much energy from the berries she'd been nibbling on.

With Meadow getting bored wee decided this was probably enough.

Of course she wasn't done swinging.

I need to get Meadow into gymnastics classes. She's been really into climbing, hanging and using balance beams.

She wanted to play here all day.

That's my little Brewers fan.

When we went to check out we couldn't find a cashier. One of the workers had to call the owner. We later noticed a sign that told us to call for a cashier. Whoops.

Some of the chickens could be seen running around, but some were in the cages.

We thought we should show Meadow the chickens before we left. Brooke we should join this farm's CSA. It seems perfect.

One evening a few days later we decided to stop by the Victory Neighborhood Ice Cream Social.

Free ice cream? Why, yes!

I had never been to an ice cream social before and didn't know what to expect. It was very family friendly. Meadow was too scared to touch the animals at the petting zoo.

She's been a little shy the last few months.

The bubble station was a hit.

The bubble guy most have some kind of magic bubble elixir.

I think we need to make it a goal to go to one social a week.

Only if the Barron of Bubbles is there.

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