It is the sweet, simple things of life
which are the real ones after all.
Laura Ingalls Wilder
Flowers from the garden's first year.....
A deer in the early morning hours (sorry for the glare of the kitchen light on that window).... there wasn't much time to catch this picture!
Another simple thing bringing great pleasure is a new for me (used) bike! This lovely purple bike was quietly sitting in an attic of friends, the bike left behind when their lovely daughter went to college, married, and then settled in another state.
After some test driving and practicing on the little street where I live in the evenings with no traffic, the bike became my very own. It is true, you never forget how to ride a bike or swim!!!!
I named her Petunia and promptly bought her a new basket so we could go traveling to the nearby stores and to the Farmers' Market on week ends, toting home our goodies. This afternoon, I dug into the stash of antique linens, some stained, some half torn or showing much wear and tear. With an old quilted mattress pad and some of the cut up and re-purposed linens, and bits and pieces of lace and ribbon, we have a new basket liner.
Below is a picture of the inside where I sewed a piece of embroidery into pockets to hold the cell phone and wallet.
Petunia and I are ready to go!
We are enjoying peaceful rides down the trail, into the quiet neighborhood nearby and down to the next town to the south of us to the Farmer's Market. Looking forward to future trips to the stores nearby and possibly to our favorite nursery to dream over the flowers and shrubs. My happiness well is full!
Enjoy!
Janet
