It’s hard when the sky says “great sunrise coming” too soon. I agonize over where to take photos, not wanting to miss an opportunity. My mental coin flipping this morning landed on Fort Snelling. Since I was there last Saturday, I looked for a new perspective. My wandering lead me to the Mendota Bridge. I found out that you have to walk almost the entire length of the bridge to get to the Minnesota River. Good walk and pretty pictures.