|bicycle bicycle I want to ride my bicycle|
I took this photo in Osterville, Cape Cod, Massachusetts. Osterville is a beautiful little town and so typical of small town USA. We enjoyed a craft show along with an antique car parade, a full turn out of town residents with a mix of tourists and antique car enthusiasts who enjoyed the procession.
Judy and I were once again exploring the shops and taking in all that the town had to offer when we came upon this fine old bike laying against a post outside a swanky boutique. When I say swanky I mean that the sale rack at 30% off is far more than I would like to pay! For example what is 30% off of $225 for a cotton blouse! Yikes!!!
One of the shops had scrimshaw and Sailor's Valentines! Google these if you are not sure of what they are! They are quite interesting!
The bike reminded me of my youth and first bicycle. Quite different in color, it was dark green and I taught myself to ride. It was a First Communion present, that would have made me about six years old in those days. Funny thing is I bought myself a bike a couple of years ago with big fat tires thinking it would be great exercise, however I must say I am fearful of falling or being hit by a car. Maybe I could fill the basket with flowers and make it a garden prop in my yard. It would make hubby most happy to get it out of the shed!
My minds eye envisions a thin little lady with a big straw hat, a white freshly pressed cotton sleeveless button down shirt, seersucker light blue petal pushers, waist banded and zippered front, navy blue keds laced with new white shoelaces, riding along side the canal on the bike pictured above! My visions are only visions, however, and the frail little lady envisioned, would not be me!!!
Photo is being submitted to Kim Klassens's Texture Tuesday. I used her Sun Kissed Texture at 80%.