Hottie Octogenarians lunch

A couple of hot Octogenarians visited the Minnesota Landscape Arboretum today to celebrate Bonnie's graduation into the prestigious 80-years-young category. The afternoon included lunch, and a three-mile drive through the fall blooms and seasonal exhibits, from pumpkin wagons to scarecrows, and, of course, the spectacular Arboretum forest stock. They've been pals since 1978, when they met at a local watering hole, and worked together for a short time. Bonnie is a long-time member of the Arboretum and brought Kathleen as a guest today.

Fun Footnote: Bonnie and Kathleen were both scheduled for hip surgery on May 3, 2021. Bonnie went ahead as scheduled; Kathleen broke her neck on May 1 and was also in surgery on May 3, but not for hip replacement. Kathleen wins the hardware derby, has a steel knee, hip and neck.

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 Once you’re at peace with the stigma of riding a tricycle and wearing a safety helmet, it’s a blast, a great grocery-getter and all-around nature trail boss. And the battery makes it even better. Folks ask me how fast I can go? Don’t know, as fast as I dare, I tell them. Jingle Jingle, look out!

I am sure I could match the president stroke for stroke on a 10 speed, but I’m not running for office, and don’t have to. A comfortable, relaxed, balanced pace suits me fine. I am 76, retired, and just had my 43rd wedding anniversary (see photo of the two celebrants today, joyfully celebrating). I deserve a comfort, wide seat on my e-trike, damn it. And a bell. And cargo hold.

So looking like a special-needs dude with balance issues as I tool around town doesn’t matter to me anymore. Being able to stop and go without touching the ground, and biking at a walking-talking pace, without jiggle, compensates. 

Yesterday, I cruised to Aldi’s across the pond, and while inside, a 60-something spotted my bike helmet and wondered aloud how I was going to get that big cooler of groceries balanced on my bike. “This I gotta see,” she said.  I took her outside, showed her, and grinned.

We’ve got just one car now; my wife’s bug. Hope she lets me borrow it this winter.

Blog worthy

 

Every once in a while, you have to post a photo of the queen.

Good morning, Mr. Moon

 

Early risers can often see our moon twice, this morning was a perfect 75 degrees, watching the waning blue moon from a convenient deck chair. Ahh, such is life for the retiring baby boomer. A passing airliner, at right and bathed in moon glow, may have had a better view, but did passengers notice, as they hurried on?

Football and fellowship

 A pause in the harvest gave Cousin Guy an opportunity to fly down from North Dakota to see his beloved NDSU Bison take on Washington today at First Bank stadium in downtown Minneapolis. Arriving Friday, there was ample time for a visit and dinner with the rellies, with Linda and Ron motoring in from Blaine for the gathering. Then it’s back to the farm, with a nice flax crop coming in soon. Years of enlightened conservation practices have improved the soil under the Rolfsrud stewardship, producing better yields and future benefits.