I Still Love a Parade

The circus is coming to town this weekend (we hope to go tonight; I'll report on it later), and organizers decided to march the troupe down Broadway yesterday, the first time Fargo has seen a circus parade there in 20 years.

It was sunny and near 60 at 6 p.m. when the Shriners began proceeding down the middle of the street in a variety of small vehicles.

For the first time in forever, we debated as we left the car whether we should leave our jackets behind (we didn't; we should have).

Walking over to Broadway, it really seemed like winter is over. Nothing is green – anywhere – but the chill seems to have left the air.

Jen's out of town for the next week; she's been gone since Wednesday, flying that day to D.C., then driving to N.C. Her visit yesterday to Davidson College to guest-lecture on philanthropy issues went very well, and today she's driving to Atlanta. Sunday she'll drive back up to D.C. with her mom, will work on her newspaper's deadline, then return here Thursday morning. Kind of a crazy itinerary, and an awfully long time to be gone. But she's catching some gorgeous weather along the way, and can use the break.