For the supervisor:
Roses are red, roses are puce,
I like lefse, and so do you yuce.,
Roses are pink, roses are yellow,
Now I’m really, one confused fellow.
[When the trees went bare, neighbor Arnie came over and helped the supervisor double-team the leaves and make the final mow.]
[The League of Women Voters co-sponsored three political forums this season. At this, for the sheriff’s race at city hall, my camera battery went dead after the first photo. Not a well-prepared faux journalist!]
[October 27 marked the unofficial beginning of the winter sports season with the first girls’ hockey practice. I noted at the time we seemed to be deep and speedy. 🙂 ]
[Octoberfest on Broadway . . .]
[And at the Maritime Museum!]
[Photo courtesy of Bill Engebretson, who was drumming at the museum that evening. One of the better cell phone photos I’ve ever seen. 🙂 ]
[November 1 brought on the social event of the season – the annual Turkeyfest at Basketball Dan’s in Woodbury. Since we were going through St. Paul anyway, we planned a stop at the Science Museum to see “Flight of the Butterflies.”]
[You wanna do what?]
[Well, I’m not sure if you can do that here!]
[Grandma, what big teeth you have?]
[No really, it’s this BIG!]
[It was at some point during my excursions through the museum that I walked through a door marked “stairway exit,” only to find I had locked myself in a stairwell! I hadn’t noticed any signs about “emergency exit only,” but I schlepped both to the top and the bottom of the stairwell only to find all exit doors locked. I had visions of future headlines reading, “old man discovered dead in museum stairwell.” I really don’t remember how I got out? Anyway, the movie was an interesting history. I hadn’t realized it was a Toronto couple who wondered where Monarchs went in the winter – and it took them 25 years to ultimately discover it was a three generation (of butterflies) roundtrip north and south. It was a Monarch tagged in Minnesota that gave them proof that these tiny creatures actually did migrate that far, to the mountains of southern Mexico.]
[Arriving at Dan’s, Sid greets us at the door. Once lost in the wild fields of eastern suburbia, Dan’s is now pretty much surrounded by malls.]
[The Alexandria Cardinals have arrived, beverage of choice in hand.]
[This long running affair features friends and colleagues from those glorious college days of yesteryear, long before there was even a Woodbury, who meet at Dan’s for a full Thanksgiving dinner (a few weeks before the actual holiday) to gorge on a 26-pounder and all the fixings, and to watch as many college football games as possible. Most have assigned duties they repeat year after year . . . and a good time is had by all! 🙂 ]
[We returned home for a Central Lakes Concert Association performance the very next day. Mr. Desare was excellent.]
And then came election day. Oy!
And thanks again to all the candidates, their families, and the worker bees! Good job by all!
When I woke up this morning my girlfriend asked me, “Did you sleep good?” I said, “No, I made a few mistakes. ~ Steven Wright
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