I love the idea of riding a pretty pink bike with beautiful greenery & flowers passing by, wind through my hair, free as a bird. The reality for me is that riding my bike is nothing but cars, street lights and terror. I am totally afraid to ride my bike on the streets in my city. It completely fills me with anxiety and fear. So, instead I dreamed up this bike painting. What I visualize as the perfect bike ride. What one might feel if they had somewhere pretty and safe to ride. My husband, an avid bike rider, will tell you differently. He believes riding, anywhere, can be completely safe. Maybe it is. Maybe I just need to relax and become more confident.
I really do love bench Mondays. I like searching for interesting benches when I’m out and about. We found these benches at the St. Philips Plaza where the farmer’s market is held. I love the colorful tiles.
This one I am looking down at my new summer shoes. Vintage hurache sandals, just like when I was little. I think I remember having white ones though. These were bought through Etsy, of course, from the Bag Basement. I can’t believe I bought shoes on-line and they fit like a dream!