Bicycles...are simply the essence of Nostalgia.
This one lay catching its breath after many miles of riding across sun bleached streets.
This one lay catching its breath after many miles of riding across sun bleached streets.
I find myself intrigued by the role of a "homemaker" but as I do not own a home, nor have a family that can benefit from my fascinations, I am my sole beneficiary. Please enjoy living life with me as I step into the idea of Making a Home without the "home".
Bicycles like this do bring on a wave of nostalgia. My Grandma had a Schwinn 3 wheel bike. I loved that bike. I loved riding with her. I miss her. Great memories.
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