For the 3, maybe four folx who follow me here for #postcardsfromsmpls - I have mostly given up posting here. Find me on Instagram or Threads as mpls_bliss. I’m still walking and postcarding there.
I went for a walk in my neighborhood watching candy floss clouds scud across the sky. I heard the insistent beeping of a car warning the driver about a tailgate he clearly knew was open. I saw a lonely yellow soccer ball bobbing on the edge of the creek. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood and saw a bathtub out sunning itself. I passed people out on scooters - motorized and not. I heard music in two languages from a nearby Cinco de Mayo celebration. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood, listening to the patter and splat of rain on my umbrella. I passed a woman with curly hair, arms outstretched over a bed of narcissus. A small blue rock invited me to enjoy the sunshine. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood, the air redolent with ozone and damp pavement from a passing shower. I passed a gnome practicing yoga. I saw a car pitched up on the sidewalk where it ought not to be apparently not on purpose. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood and passed two small dogs working on their manners. A tall human made shadow puppets with his hands for a short human. Multicolored tulips blossomed in chalk on the sidewalk. #postcardsfromsmpls
For the first time in forever I am missing #Minnebar this year. To those attending - have a fabulous day! Learn things! Make new friends! Drink in all the fabulousness that is our MN tech community!
I went for a walk in my neighborhood and passed a woman taking a kid’s bike out for a stroll. I listened to a robin calling out greetings to all who would hear. I saw the first fresh election lawn sign of the season. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood, listening to the whir of early garden cleaning. I saw Captain Hook out on a fishing expedition. I watched small white flowers nod their heads with the breeze. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood drinking in the welcome smell of rain on the pavement. I caught up on news of the block with a neighbor. I heard the satisfying clank of a metal extension ladder being retracted for the day. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood, listening to cardinals singing their praises for the sunny day. I passed a woman out for a walk with a head of broccoli. I watched a pair of skeletons dance around a tree. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood, listening to the musical choices of drivers through their open car windows. I passed Captain Hook taking a nap in the sun. I spied early spring shoots flirting with making their debut. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood and passed a parent and child out for a catch on their front lawn. The library windows were glowing with light and a broad array of humans reading and studying.
The wind whispered through the few leaves still clinging to top branches of trees. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood heard many good doggos greeted by passing hoomans. I saw an orange and white athletic shoe abandoned near an empty Pokemon card tin. I watched green coat tails flap on a bicyclist as she coasted down a hill. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood, following a path of stoney hedgehogs. I heard shouts and exclamations that can only be produced by a gaggle of tweens.
I stopped for an off season chat about gardening with a neighbor, the wind a reminder that it was still winter. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood and saw the new Minnesota flag out on display. I heard the soft ticking of a cooling car engine. The Statue of Liberty raised her torch from the back of a car. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood and saw a tiny alien and a cow, seemingly in conversation. I heard the commentary of young explorers near the creek. I watched the blinking red tail light of a bicyclist as she passed and turned a corner on her route. #postcardsfromsmpls
I went for a walk in my neighborhood in temperatures and dampness that felt like early March minus the promise of spring. I heard the rattle of work being done on a utility pole. I spied a lone flip flop, abandoned and out of season, on a muddy hill. #postcardsfromsmpls





















