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A Scorching, and Then Not So Much, Twin Cities Weekend









Today was the first heat advisory of the summer. Meadow woke up and went right to playing with Gumby's.

 I was awoken by silence. Our power had gone out. I guess a tree fell on a line up the alley.

Too hot to cook so cereal it is.

It was hot. We needed groceries. So we braved the farmers market.

It was too hot to bike so we drove instead, not my favorite.

The crops have been late this year, so this was the first good selection of the season.

I like that Meadow is older now and we can ask her what vegetables she wants.

Amanda had messaged us asking if we wanted to meet at Weber Pool. Heck yes. We thought about biking but changed our mind. I hate driving to places within biking distance.

This is a pretty nice pool.


So sweet.


New Webber Park Library
We were nice enough to follow up the pool time with Amanda with a stop at the new Webber Park Library.

Meadow and I love the library and it was a good excuse to get in some air conditioning.

Nice place.

Back at home we had leftovers for lunch.

After salad dinner we finally took out our canoe and even got some family fishing time in.

We went to the twin lakes which was new to me.



On the way back dragonflies started swarming around us. Meadow was not happy.


We didn't catch anything, but we did have a few bites.

I really love her drawing skills lately.

Nate had texted me that there was night market in Frogtown, so we met up with them.


We noshed on a bunch of awesome Southeast Asian delicacies and people watched with Nate and Jess.

There was a lot of good food.

The next morning it was super chilly outside. Good old Minnesota whiplash couldn't stop us from enjoying Open Streets Downtown.

Open Streets Downtown Minneapolis

I was really close to buying this bike.

It was the perfect size for Meadow, she was riding like a champ.

We walked and biked up and down Washington Ave, as you do, during Open Streets. This building is set to get rehabbed. It's one of the last derelict businesses in the North Loop.

Open Streets Downtown Minneapolis

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