What blissful effort looks like

On the first day of vacation, I rented this beaut. Her gears were limited but her determination was great.

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Her basket remained empty, the backpack strapped to my body. Together, “Townie” and I headed up.

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I stopped a few times to dismount and push Townie upward.

Sometimes, I would stop to take pictures (like this one) …

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to remind me how far I had traveled away from town.

Once, I stopped to take a flower-selfie:

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I continued my climb.

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When I reached my goal, there was nothing left to do but zip down, view the geese in the wetlands …

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and park my bike at the Corner in front of the rental store.

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It was time to say goodbye to the basket with the invisible Toto, and to the bike itself.

With three clicks of my heels, the week had passed. Home was waiting.

 

Weekly photo prompt: Corner

When Life becomes Real

My daughter introduced my granddaughter to life outside of a song or a book.

My wee one knows that a cow says “moo.” So …

Now, she’s met a cow.

He stays silent. He doesn’t moo.

What’s wrong with these grownups? Do they just make crap up so we can repeat what they say?

<shrug> If you lead a horse to water, you can’t make him thirsty. 🙂

 

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