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Happy Friday! I can’t believe a week ago we dropped our son off at his college outside Minneapolis. Thank you to everyone who left sweet messages on my post about time measured in a blink.
Well, my husband ripped off the band-aid with quick goodbyes and big hugs. Our son looked more embarrassed that his mom was crying and maybe a little too enthusiastic with his goodbyes. wink.
So my husband and I did an impromptu Minneapolis tour as I reapplied mascara and left an overly dramatic voicemail to my sister (auntie Tricia).
While taking a round about way to the airport, I spotted the back of a gigantic cherry sculpture. I recognized the cherry from the photo below in an online article about one must see place in each of the 50 states. It was destiny.
I made my husband pull over and park the car. I was like, “When will we ever check out a sculpture garden?”
Sidenote: Rememeber the scene at the end of the original Miracle on 31st Street when Margaret (was her name Margaret) makes her mom’s man friend pull over to see the house she wanted for Christmas (don’t we all wish we would stumble onto our dream house that was available, affordable and no major inspection issues)? I believe, I believe.
Anyway, we parked and took a quick loop around the garden. Now I know why the photo of the Spoon Bridge and Cherry image was taken from this angle:
Spoon Bridge & Cherry
Here’s the angle I captured…. slight difference #soclosetoamazing
Doesn’t everyone need to see a giant blue rooster once in their life? I have no idea of the blue rooster’s backstory. Anyone know?
This one was one of my favorite sculptures. You know why?
It needs no introduction or explanation. It’s universal. LOVE IS LOVE IS LOVE
Speaking of love… I love bells. This bell and it’s backstory were my favorite sculpture.
This bell was originally designed for a small church in southern Germany. When the bell’s tone was not considered to have the proper tone, the bell was left for salvage in southern Germany.
Thankfully, the sculptor, Kris Martin, saw the bell’s beauty in the silence and arranged to have it shipped to the United States. The bell found its forever home in Minneapolis where it sways back and forth in silence.
the sound of silence
The photos do not capture the size and scale of the bell. Read the plaque below for more details and the reference to John Donne’s verse, “For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee.” Love that!
We finished our brief Minneapolis tour with an address and map to this home. If you live in or around Minneapolis you know the history of this home.
Let’s zoom into the top floor of the home. Do you recognize this home from the opening scene of this popular television series, centered around a female news producer?
Lucky for Barry & Chad the house sold. The home was vacant when we stopped by the corner lot.
That concludes are Minneapolis tour. And, the best part of the weekend was the text I got from our son on Saturday morning:
“Mom, the chips, and salsa were a hit last night.”
“You mean the jar of salsa from Target?” Huge smile on my face. Huge!
His first care package from home included Denver Bronco logo Tostitos and Colorado salsa. He should get it for the Monday night football game!
Thank you again for the comments and emails from last week! It meant so much to me! xo xo