Sunset at 4:45 PM, Central Standard Time

 

Remember the year when. . .

 A favorite Thanksgiving memory has to be 2011 when Kathleen and Jennifer each concocted a special homemade cranberry dressing, prepared for a large family gathering. Later, in all the excitement, the two dishes just chilled in the refrigerator, forgotten until dinner was over and the dishes were being done. Happy Thanksgiving to all. And don’t forget the dressing. :)

Saturday stroll on a perfect fall day

 

Red, white and blue morning.

 

A befuddlement of rails

 

If ever there were a calling for supervisory talent, this is it. Track-layers assembled the end rails at the Southwest Station cross-over junction today, a maze of steel to withstand the ages and facilitate the reversal of direction for future light rail traffic. 

The station will serve as the new end point to the green line, replacing the Target Field station, as the line reaches westward. As ever, we are vigilant to the public trust and our supervisory responsibility. We stand by, ready to assist as needed.

So far. no one has called. Fortunately, we are stationed 24/7 nearby.

Tonight, looking out the window, while watching to Twins

 

Fire!

The garden out front of our new location burned brightly with fall colors this weekend.

I know. A man out standing in his field

My 84-year-old North Dakota cousin still loves harvest time and checking the wheat. The family gathers its grain crops now with huge computerized equipment in air-conditioned cabs, but it still comes down as always to the earth, rain and sun -- and rolling the kernels in the palm of your weathered hand. We hope the excitement of harvest time never gets old. (Photo by Kelli Rolfsrud McCoy)