Sunday, April 25, 2010

Call Me Dorothy

"When I see an adult on a bicycle, I do not despair for the future of the human race."
~H.G. Wells

Donning a pony tail, flip-flops, and sunglasses, I proudly pedaled myself all over town today. Enjoying the sun on my face and the wind at my back, I felt 7 years old again. I've reached the age where I no longer care how I appear to others. I was smiling and giggling as I zipped through neighborhoods, zoomed along main roads, and climbed cumbersome hills. Thank you, bicycle. I had a most wonderful time.

For the spring, summer and early autumn, I'm planning on taking my bicycle everywhere: the fruit market, library, little coffee shop. Well, anywhere that doesn't require a professionally groomed look, anyway. Goodbye automobile! Adios petroleum drinking machine! Toodle-do carbon emitting engine!

Just wait until you see how stunning my bicycle appears when sporting a little basket and horn. Oh I simply can't wait. I'm practically clicking my heels at the thought.


Maria said...

You are one amazing lady. Glad you had a good time with your bike. I would love to see little Charlie T. in your basket as you cruise Somerset.

PS: Actually it was the Wicked Witch who had the bike and you my dear, are no wicked witch!

Greta said...

You are funny. And Maria's comment brought a VERY distinct picture that I use to be TERRIFIED of on the W of OZ. I actually dreamed about the ww riding that bike and changing from Dorthy's neighbor to the ww.
Enjoy the biking... it suits you. :) Miss you

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