Mississippi reflections

One of the joys of being in Minneapolis and St Paul is walking next to the Mississippi River.  I didn't know before I came here that the river flowed through this part of the world. (In my mind the river only existed in the south somewhere, courtesy of Mark Twain).

But, as it turns out,  it's just behind the university where I'm staying and I've tried everyday to find time to stroll beside it. It's special. Sometimes I climb down from the path to sit on a rock ledge and watch it flow. 



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