Sorry about last week. Rest assured I've been badgered about it. We'll see if I can do an extra post this week to catch up.
Looking East from our bedroom on the sixth floor of the Oak Grove Hotel on one of the first mornings after arriving in Minneapolis in July 1997. It was the highest I've ever lived and some mornings you could pick out the dome of the Cathedral in St. Paul against the sunrise. Every morning, the sun flooded in. As a morning person, it was an amazing way to wake up.
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