Thursday, May 9, 2013
This is my 35 year old cactus flower bike. I think I've been on wheels since before I can remember. I rode this one from age 6 to 14 or so. It used to have one of those tall orange flags tied to the back so that people could see me better. I think a bike is one of our very first experiences with independence. I loved this bike and it has held up pretty well. An advantage of being an only child is that we kept alot of my childhood memory items.
I asked my dad to spruce up my old bike so that the kids that visit over here can enjoy fun rides, like I once did. Joy comes from sharing our possessions with others. Whether old or new, pay it forward in some way and you'll be blessed as well.