time or two. It was a dream that I thought I might fulfill one day. Much like my dream of moving to the Village. I'm starting to believe that when you have a dream you need to announce it, to send it out there into the world and see what happens. I am starting to think I am the poster child for Dreams Can Come True.
This scooter and a red one just like it for Sweet Hubby, were gifts from my Dad. We ride them almost every day, zipping around town looking for our dream cottage and feeling blessed. Daisy and Buster. Because doesn't everyone name their scooter? Well, apparently I name everything and maybe that is an issue I will have to explore further in counseling. For now, I'm too busy scootering. Yes, it's a word.