A Late Valentine's Day Message

Oh well, a week late to show off this lovely mural just off 26th St. between 1st Ave. and Nicollet.

Photo:  Jo Ann Musumeci

Your Thoughts Take Shape Through Snow

This morning, the window of Bob's Java Hut puts me in mind of the opening lines of Louis MacNeice's poem "Snow":

The room was suddenly rich and the great bay
      -window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.


Photo: Francesca  DiPiazza