Over the weekend, in our little corner of Minnesota, we had postcard-perfect blue skies. I have been waiting for a weekend day with this kind of vivid light so that I could capture the riot of fall colors in our neighborhood. The photo above was taken on the Ford Parkway bridge over the Mighty Mississippi, looking north toward Minneapolis. The Lake Street bridge is in the distance, and it marks the crossing point of my short river loop when I ride my bike. Though it looks really far away, the distance is approximately three miles.
This photo was taken from our alley, right at the spot where John parks his car. We really do live in a "treehouse".
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