Petal versus pedal power.

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Today I saw this hot-pink bike on a country/folk art site I follow on Facebook. I decided this delightful work of art would be the picture for the blog du jour. I love creative stuff like this and about ten years ago I spent a few months painting unfinished furniture and country yard ornaments in colonial blue complete with tole painting using a hearts-and-flowers motif. It was a painstaking effort, and after all that hard work I decided I would not leave a single one of my treasures out to rot in the elements and spoil my handiwork. So, I tucked them all away under the patio roof every night and whisked them into the garage when it rained or got very windy. That was alot of bother. Eventually I quit putting them out at all, and opted to cover them up and keep them in a corner of the basement. Well they won’t get ruined that way. I suppose, though I hanker after a project like this pink bike and its treasure trove of flowers, I will pass on it for now and perhaps it will be a project for me once I am retired. One caveat however: I’d buy a bike chain, and paint it to match the bike, then hook it up to the fence, because Heaven forbid, I’d put it out front and it would get stolen. The bike’s bright color and the beautiful blooms made me long for Summer. With merely 22 days ‘til Spring’s arrival, I have decided we will just bypass that season this year entirely since Winter will no doubt linger until it morphs into a stinkin’ hot Summer. As I write this post, the wind chill is -5 and the wind is gusting at 30 mph thus rattling the metal blinds. I sure feel that 13-degree temp inside, and with feet ensconced in my mukluks, I still shivered while here at the table in a kitchen that is far from cozy right now. Buddy’s cage is swaddled 3/4s of the way around, but he is front and center, trilling away, and thrilling me with his singing. The kitchen comes alive with Buddy’s beautiful melodies, not unlike when songbirds congregate in the tree near an open window on a Summer’s day. If only it really was Summer …. I am disenchanted with Winter just as everyone else is. On Sunday, the last of the ice that surrounded my house for over a month finally melted, enabling me to back my car out of the garage after 5 ½ weeks. However, after the last snow storm, the City snow plow finally came by, after a three- or four-week absence, and dumped a large pile of snow all along the bottom of my driveway. This snow pile was soon pelted by freezing drizzle leaving me with an icy mound of snow which is virtually unmovable. I know that because during last weekend’s little thaw, I kicked the icy mound with a booted foot and thought I broke my toe. So much for taking the buggy for a ride until the weather warms up. Thank goodness for my friend Marge who will not see her favorite neighbor and godson, Buddy, going without their groceries, so I’ve tagged along whenever she goes grocery shopping. Today a WWJ reporter was polling people about their impression of the last 100 days of cold and snowy weather. Well, I guess their answers were to be expected, and, of course, no one said they embraced the Winter of 2013-2014. In fact, if the truth were to be told, I’ll betcha WWJ probably had to discard or bleep out most of the responses. Good thing Mike Campbell didn’t interview me.

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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