The husband and I went for yet another walk over at Lake Harriet this
afternoon. While we have more than a few lakes to choose from---three
to be precise--we prefer to walk around Lake Harriet. Calhoun doesn't
have as much foliage and isn't as pretty, in my opinion. Its location
is closer to Uptown, which also means it's a meat market, as well. I'm
not pretty enough to hang out there. Or I am, I just don't see the need
to get all glammed up for a walk around a lake. Lake of the Isles is
nearby as well, but it's kind of far away compared to Harriet. Harriet
also has the advantage of the rose garden, which was in full bloom
today. Gorgeous. Of course, I dragged the camera with and took some
pictures for your enjoyment.
Today, there was also a lady playing a harp at the lake. It wasn't
anything orchestrated---she'd apparently hauled her harp over to the
south side of the lake and just wanted to play while looking out over
the lake. As the husband said: why would anyone want to move to the
outer suburbs? You just don't get this sort of stuff out there.
He's right.
Pictures forthcoming.