So there I was, early to bed so that I can be early to rise, peacefully on the edge of sleep, not asleep, not fully awake, when KA0BOOM. Fireworks. It just shouldn't be a surprise after all this time but they surprised me again last night.
*sigh*
With a strong northwest wind this afternoon I tried to get more west than I usually do into a north wind. I visited several municipalities seldom visited. I rode through parts of Arden Hills, New Brighton, I think Saint Anthony and definitely a big chunk of Nordeast Minneapolis.
I got as far as the corner of 29th Avenue, Arthur Street NE and Saint Anthony Boulevard. Here is a picture of the house on the corner where those three streets meet.
Here's another house I rode by in a neighborhood which is actually extreme northwest Roseville.
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That looks like the house that once belonged to Clarence and Roberta Burdick, if I'm not mistaken. The trees have grown quite a lot since I was in that house last at least 35 years ago. TT
There are fireworks on the first night of Tulip Time every year, and it still catches me by surprise. I have no clue on the houses, though I did think that the bottom one might be the Burdicks' old house -- even before TT confirmed it.
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