Como-Harriet Streetcar
The Minnesota Streetcar Museum

Como-Harriet Streetcar Line, The Minnesota Streetcar Museum

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SCREECH!

Her ears bristled. Peering through the fence, she maneuvered her wagon

away and wondered, which way to go.alt tag

Life is a journey...

Missy Mouse' Journey

Missy Mouse lolls on the sill of the upstairs bedroom window every day. The sun warm in the corner behind the ruffled curtain where she rests her head on her paw and falls asleep. This morning was quiet. But, at the picket gate she looks left, right, and then straight ahead. She wonders which way to go.

...She leaves her home

...Walks by an Elfin Garden

...Walks by a Lilly Garden

...a window is just a window until we see through it in couleur

Linger with a cup of coffee

Enjoy serenity alt tag

Outside in...warm air...friendly people...sailboats upon the water

On Lake Harriet's Walking Path

A House! She finds a house! A dilemma...How does she get in?

THom Elf looks on... he came light and quick... bowing and gesturing; he stood by her side. She wondered, who can this person be?

It's risky business to walk by this lake.
Big feet follow the trail from early morning to late at night

On The Walking PathLake Harriet - Linden Hills

THom Elf House Ahead
From The Dock - Feed The Ducks, Fish, Watch Sailing Boats
Changing Trees In The Fall

...a window is just a window until we see through it in couleur

Linger with a cup of coffee

Enjoy serenity alt tag

Outside in...warm air...friendly people...sailboats upon the water

On Lake Harriet's Walking Path

A House! She finds a house! A dilemma...How does she get in?

THom Elf looks on... he came light and quick... bowing and gesturing; he stood by her side. She wondered, who can this person be?

It's risky business to walk by this lake.
Big feet follow the trail from early morning to late at night

On The Walking PathLake Harriet - Linden Hills

THom Elf House Ahead
From The Dock - Feed The Ducks, Fish, Watch Sailing Boats
Changing Trees In The Fall
Lake Harriet at Midday
Ducks Swimming

Missy Mouse is a wood mouse and set apart from all other wood mice. She holds tight the wagon's handle; which way to go?

Reflection Of The Sky
Fish in the Lake

A Rose Bush Missy Mouse' Point of View

In The Garden

Autumn Of The Year

Afternoon shadows beneath winding branches of the sycamore tree, a Japanese Garden, a favorite place to rest and dream of tomorrow, and give thankfulness for today.

In the shadows, beneath the winding branches away from the sun's heat, flowers cluster near the ground and green shrubbery sends sweet aromas into the air.

Sun Glazed Weeping Willow

Shadows lay designs upon velvety grasses as if painted by a master, black upon green, variegated where the sun's light glows between winding branches of the sycamore tree.

Berries On A Bush

As the story goes, the sun set on the horizon of her first day; THom Elf never revealed that she moved into his house. She wandered into tall grasses and continued the risky business in search of seeds. No longer did she think of the Purple House, Master or Mistress, food crumbs beneath the table in the kitchen, or the cat or kittens that chased her away. She forgot about the sunny window sill where she slept behind the ruffled curtains.

THE END

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