Monday, April 16, 2012

Spring...

Bikes.

The best form of freedom at any age. 

Bikes and love. It has always been and it will always be! The Bike SnobNYC wrote in his book about how bikes don't truly have soul(s). Maybe he is correct in his analysis, his assumption. I will say this though, bikes, the act of riding a bike gives you soul. It makes you sing in your heart and feel so free. The kids in the neighborhood are out today on their bikes. Little girl frightened by the enormity of the hill we live on...her brother encouraging her, coaxing her, threatening her to just DO IT all ready. The singular act of descending a hill on a bike, wind, the rocks, gravel, the fear, the power. And all the while your soul is singing out loud....weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!