Every year about this time, I get that feeling. The same one when I was 7 and had summer by the tail with nothing but fun ahead of me! Maybe it's the sun that puts me in this state of mind, but I truly love the summer! I plan simple meals, my shoes are nothing but flip flops and getting out on the lake is my favorite thing to do.
I was driving through downtown Rogers yesterday and I saw a little boy and his Dad coming out of the bike shop on Walnut. I've never been in that shop, but in the window are fancy bikes meant for racing or off road. The little boy was pushing a new blue bike out the door with the biggest smile on his face. As I set at the light, I was transported back to my 7th birthday when this new red Schwinn was my present. For most of us, our bike was the first time we had wheels we could call our own. That first taste of independence was delicious, I would ride around the block and it felt like I was going around the world!. When I was older I rode it to school, it set in the bike rack waiting for me. We lived a whole half-block from school, it was no big deal, but it felt over the moon important!
I think my bike riding days are over, but that doesn't mean I can't window shop.....
On my last trip to Walmart I noticed they have flashy bikes with wide tires and big butt seats. Designed for us oldsters!!! I want one!
ReplyDeleteI will have to check those out... the big butt seat is a good idea!!!
DeleteMy kids just got me a bike, haven't been on one for years but I am loving it. And yes, it is one of the big butt seat bikes. I say go for it.
ReplyDeleteTwo back surgeries... and we have nothing but hills here!
Deletewhat a great photo of you!
ReplyDeleteThank you... skinny, freckles, and not a care in the world. I guess since I can still count TWO of those traits, that's not too bad!
DeleteOH now this is a great nostalgic post for ME!!!! LOVE THAT POLKA DOT BIKE! Do you know that all I wanted as a little girl was a red bicycle. My mom bought me a little book called the red bicycle and I just wanted to be like the little girl in the bike. I never got one....but one Christmas, my niece who is the same age as me, well, we were at her house for Christmas. When my older sister brought out a red bike from the kitchen with a big red bow on it, I RAN FOR IT! I HUGGED IT! My mother and sister had to peel my hands off that bike and tell me, "It's not for you...." OH HECK. :)
ReplyDeleteBikes and flip flops...what memories my dear. And thank YOU for coming to visit and join in on visiting the Paris posts. It was a great time. Anita
Anita, that is the sweetest memory! So sorry you didn't get that red bike, it's still not too late to buy one! When I read you blog it transports me to another time, another place, sometimes enough to allow me to be a child again and that is a gift that few can give!
DeleteI loved it when I was young, not so much since I'm old. It's HOT out there!
ReplyDeleteI hate to sweat too, it wasn't an option when we lived in Texas though! We're headed out on the boat this afternoon for some fun... I plan on putting my bobber in the water!!!
DeleteThere's nothing like riding one's bike. The joy of the wind blowing through the hair and "bugs" up the nose. ;-)
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DeleteI just know we were "sisters" in childhood. Those were great days weren't they? Thanks for taking me back in time when summers were so carefree!
ReplyDeleteWe must be Betsy, we love the same things! My kiddos will be here today so I'm a happy camper! Hope you are having a fun weekend...
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