More on bikes


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Boy two’s love affair with the bike continues.  “You don’t really see anything from a car,” he says. “On your bike you see everything. All kinds of stuff you never noticed before.” The family was headed to a country park about ten minutes away by car. Boy two invited me to bike there with him instead.  He chattered while we biked. Pointed out things here and there, or told me things he’d seen other times on his bike, most of it followed by further praise of the glory of bikes. The chatter alone was worth the price of admission, but here are some of the things we would have missed from the car.




I wish I knew what these flowers were called, I said.

Baby shoes, he said. They should be called baby shoes. Don’t you just think of baby shoes when you look at them? I’m calling them baby shoes. That’s exactly what they look like.

And then later . . .

Look, Mom! More baby shoes.




Like every boy worth his salt, Boy two gazed into the water convinced he saw signs of living things. Big, unknown, and wild things in shadows and ripples. If we hadn’t been on a mission to show a sibling his increased manly biking speed, I might have lost him here gazing at the creek for the afternoon. (Gazing would have been ten minutes. After that he would have started getting wet.)




We really could not believe it when we came upon this baby skunk. The mother was nowhere in sight, so we felt free to put our bikes down and watch for a little while. He/she was exploring a ditch along a well cared for lawn. After a bit little one ambled back into the metal drainage pipe we assumed was also home.




2 Comments to More on bikes

  1. Erma Cann says:

    Boy two was not far off in the name of the flower.that is a ladies slipper.Beautiful and unlawful to pick or transplant then over here.

  2. When Boy two goes for another bike adventure please have him invite me along. I felt like I was biking and exploring right along with you and your son. It reminds me to step back and to just breath in nature and observe the world through a child’s eyes as I look for baby shoe flowers. When I take my dog Annie for a walk today I’m going to be more aware of the little things on the trail.