Riding along on our bicycles

A few Sunday’s ago, the sun came out (well, we live in Orange County, it always comes out) but it came out in a special sort of way and declared itself to be the perfect day for a bike ride. Who were we to argue? We hitched our bicycle brigade to the back of the car, headed to the Newport boardwalk and asked ourselves why we hadn’t been doing this every Sunday afternoon for the past 4 years.

If you’re feeling judgey, close your eyes. We also broke the Sabbath. The day declared itself to be the perfect day for ice cream sandwiches too. When the day declares, the day declares.

I declare it was a lovely day with the family.