Those of you who know Saint Paul well will know that some of these pics are out of order. I am REALLY trying to let go of my perfectionism and just put up the blog. So go with me, will ya?
We started out by crossing the river on the Wabasha Bridge. You can see the railing at the bottom of the pic. That bridge you see in the distance is the High Bridge. Aptly named, I suppose. More on the High Bridge later. . .
Here's a pic of Mad trudging determinedly up the hill towards downtown.
After weaving through downtown, we headed up the hill by the
cathedral.
Here is that same said cathedral.
Flag pole and flag across from the cathedral.
When I took this pic, I swore I'd remember who this is a statue of. . . It's on Summit Avenue not far from the Cathedral. John Paul Jones? Patrick Henry? Henry S. Sibley? I have no idea. (Although I'm pretty sure it's not the last one!)
The Germanic American Association, which I did not know existed. . .
F. Scott Fitzgerald lived here! (When I started out on this walk, I did not anticipate seeing such history! Who knew!?)
This statue is outside House of Hope Presbyterian Church. Pretty, huh? Back when I was still doing social work 20 years ago, House of Hope had a positively HUGE AA meeting on Sunday nights at 6:00. Maybe they still do. . .
The Germanic American Association, which I did not know existed. . .
F. Scott Fitzgerald lived here! (When I started out on this walk, I did not anticipate seeing such history! Who knew!?)
This statue is outside House of Hope Presbyterian Church. Pretty, huh? Back when I was still doing social work 20 years ago, House of Hope had a positively HUGE AA meeting on Sunday nights at 6:00. Maybe they still do. . .
Mad and I walked up Summit to Lexington, turned south, and then east again on Grand Avenue. We had a destination. Punch Pizza. Behold!
Here's Mad at Punch, not speaking to me. You see, when we left the house, I did not ask for a wardrobe check. We were far enough away from the house to make it not feasible to go back when Mad noticed what I was wearing and exclaimed, "You're wearing THAT?!" I can embarrass that kid without even trying. . .
This is the Governor's Mansion. It's on Summit Avenue in Saint Paul. When I came to Saint Paul for college, back in the mid '80's, I did not know this was the Governor's Mansion. I just knew it was a really cool house. So imagine my surprise when my then bf and I had the following conversation:
Cool sculpture at the base of the Grand Avenue and Ramsey Hills.
Also on Summit - William Mitchell College of Law.
This sign amused me, so I STOPPED to take a picture of it.
My irises are making their first appearance in my front yard.
This is the Governor's Mansion. It's on Summit Avenue in Saint Paul. When I came to Saint Paul for college, back in the mid '80's, I did not know this was the Governor's Mansion. I just knew it was a really cool house. So imagine my surprise when my then bf and I had the following conversation:
Me: There's this really cool house on Summit that I want to live in.
Him: Oh, yeah? Where?
Me: Just past Lexington. It's this really big brick house with a black wrought iron fence around it.
Him: That's the Governor's Mansion.
Me: Well, then. I guess you'll just have to become Governor.
For a whole host of reasons that don't bear exploring, I think it's best that we went our seperate ways not long after that. . .
Of course, the story would be funnier if my then bf was Tim Pawlenty. It wasn't. Although in retrospect, I'm pretty sure he was a republican. . .
Cool sculpture at the base of the Grand Avenue and Ramsey Hills.
Also on Summit - William Mitchell College of Law.
Here we are at the base of the High Bridge. It looks a lot steeper going up that it does when I'm coming down from the other side!
This sign amused me, so I STOPPED to take a picture of it.
My irises are making their first appearance in my front yard.
The day lilies have also finally arrived.
And finally, here, Mad finds a shoe abandoned on the corner. The randomness of it all amused us both.
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And finally, here, Mad finds a shoe abandoned on the corner. The randomness of it all amused us both.
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