The other day I found a few items that went well together. A basket for my bike which is transferable to a cart. A shawl and bright orange mittens. The basket is bundled away waiting for springtime. The clothing is sitting in a renewal bath. Springtime is always a babies breath away. I moved to a very small city that is old in New England standards. When I ride my bike to the grocery store it is a sight to be seen. The sidewalk is bumpy with tree roots and at each driveway you go down hill then up hill. I ride a vintage bike with springs on the seat. So picture a woman riding with a white shawl bright orange mittens bouncing down the road. booyah.
