Another night in the burned-down hellscape of Minneapolis (at least if you believe Donald Trump). 

The truth is that this is a remarkably beautiful city. I passed by the same point twice today-- the one pictured about at dusk, with the moon rising.

This morning I passed that spot on my bike, riding into work. My route takes me past neighborhood after neighborhood of beautiful homes, little stores and restaurants, and parks. This city had the wisdom to reserve the lakeshores as parkland, and that has made life in the cities so much better. 

Then this evening I went to a law school reception a hundred yards away, looking out over the clean water of the glacial lake towards the downtown in the distance. 

It's a good place-- the most beautiful place I've ever lived. And it is doing just fine, thank you.