Sumac is prevalent on the roadsides now, in cranberry and blazing red.
There are potato fields near St. Cloud, MN. A passerby stops his car and picks up stray potatoes that the machine turning over the field leaves behind. This reminds me of the biblical verse about leaving gleanings for the poor in the fields.
Two hours before Cottage Grove, we are in suburban sprawl. There are malls, stores, car dealers, corporate offices, and more malls. We so much prefer travelling through farm country.
We see the first taxi we have seen since Seattle.
ROADKILL: Raccoon
We are on the Mississippi River. Somehow that doesn't compute with Minnesota, but then Corinne has never had much of a sense of geography.
Our destination is Bob's friends Tom and Gina McCauley. We haven't seen them in a couple of years. They treat us to dinner at Ruby Tuesdays, where Bob is very happy to get an excellent steak.
Just before sunset, we play bocce ball in their bumpy, downhill sloping front yard. Before the mosquitoes get us, the men manage to slaughter the women.
We plug the RV into an outlet in their garage overnight so the refrigerator can keep working. It's so nice to be able to stay in a real bed again!
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