A Morning Bike Ride

It was at the moment when I reached the top of the hill, when this song was loud in my ears and the sun had just broken out over the mountain and all over the sidewalk, that I stopped peddling, threw up my chin, and let down my hair.

 

 

Ps. Does anyone else find this funny little dance so endearing? I wish I could have danced it while riding . . .

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5 Replies to “A Morning Bike Ride”

  1. Hi… I know I don’t know you, but I like your blog. And Beirut. AND this dance. AND riding my bike. I listened to music for the first time on my bike commute today and I swear it changed my life.

    1. Ashley, I think we could be good friends. I checked out your blog. Adorable. I’m working on redesigning mine. Yours gave me wonderful ideas :)

      1. YES! I love blog friends. I fiddle with mine a lot, but I kinda like where it’s at right now. I hope you have a lovely day, and thanks for being friendly :)

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