We have not done much without the dogs since Boscoe's diabetes; one of us always needs to be here at 7 p.m. to feed him and give him his injection, which pretty much rules out date nights. But prevailing upon the patient and agreeable Debbie, we went out of town last weekend. And the weekend before that. Two weekends in a row! Cavorting, carousing, living it up! This is almost unheard of for us--even before the diabetes set in.
It was an amazing warm day in Duluth--amazing for April, amazing for any time of the year. Often down at the lake it's windy and chilly, even in July, but this day was sunny and calm and bright and Ann and I sneaked away and went for a long walk on the lakewalk, from Canal Park all the way to the edge of Leif Erickson Park and back. In sandals! With naked toes! In April! In Northern Minnesota! OK, if you're not from Minnesota you can't know how remarkable that is, but trust me, it is.
It was still warm enough in the evening to sit outside and have a drink....
...and eat pretzels, or, if you prefer, press them into your face.
Abby modeled her princess dress for us, and we had an incredible meal. Grilled pork chops, and green beans with mushrooms, and the wine kept flowing, and ... It's a good thing Ann doesn't cook for us every night, though if she did we might die stuffed, but we would die happy.
Grain Belt Nordeast was deemed a success--even tastier when chased with peanut-butter cookies.
Nature note: The great-blue-heron is back at Como Lake. We spotted him flying in about 5 p.m. Saturday, after a day of gentle rain.