It was a blessedly warm and spiriting day in Minneapolis today. Staying inside wasn’t even a consideration given the fascist regime of winter, where even a glance outside was met with a crack across the face and a hard admonishment to remain indoors.
But there were still some barriers to enjoying the day to its fullest. Well, for some. The tiny creature on my back, mounted like an Emir in her elephant’s howdah, seemed happily unconcerned.