Spring is in the air!
Well, to be quite honest, some days it feels like spring, the warm sun shining down on the beautiful valley in golden rays. Other days feel like you stepped into an ice chest filled with grey smog that clogs your lungs and makes your eyes water. And of course there is the occasional day where you had planned for chilliness, wearing a ski sweater and long john's, but silently curse to yourself wishing you could pull the sacks of lava off you as the day wears on, the sun becomes brighter and the temperature rises to 80 degrees.
When I see blossoms on a tree, and the beginnings of green grass, regardless of the fact that the may still be covered in snow, it's time to pull out the beach cruisers!
And what is a perfect beach cruiser without a perfect Dad? A stick with wheels. My sweet, sweet Dad checked over our swag rides, pumped the tires, and attached handy and might I add, adorable wicker baskets. It was like having our own Nascar pit crew.
Riding our bikes like a boss. We be SO fly.
