UNAWARES

JUST WHEN I WASN’T THINKING, SOMETHING UNEXPECTED AND CHARMING ACCOSTED. DRIVING DOWN MY SMALL TOWN STREET TODAY, I PASSED TWO BICYCLES PEDALED BY 2 CHUBBIES. THE FIRST CONVEYANCE PULLED A TINY TWO-WHEELED, COVERED, YELLOW CONVEYANCE, NO HIGHER THAN TWO FEET ABOVE THE PAVEMENT, PROUDLY INITIALED "SAFETY 1ST." THIS RICKSHAW HOUSED A MINIATURE WHITE POODLE AND A SMALL, FEMALE CHILD. BICYCLE ONE PULLED THE DUO OF PRECIOUS CARGO. BICYCLE TWO FOLLOWED THE SMALL OCCUPANTS IN TANDEM. NEITHER MOTHER NOR DAD, CARRIED WITH THEM OR SWIGGED ON A BOTTLED WATER SO TYPICAL OF THE ELITE. EVIDENTLY CONFIDENT IN THEIR SAFETY, THE ADULTS PEDALED ON THE BERM OF THE ROAD. CAREFREE WERE THE ASPECTS OF ALL FOUR TRAVELERS IN THE 70 DEGREE SPRING AFTERNOON AIR. DELIGHTED WAS I THAT I ENCOUNTERED THEM. PERHAPS THE POODLE SMILED BACK AT ME. EAT YOUR HEART OUT BLUE ISLANDS OF AMERICA. THIS IS AN EXAMPLE OF LIVING THE LIFE WE RED FOLKS LOVE TO LIVE.