Ride of Silence

 Tonight, I rode in Boston's Ride of Silence, held in honor of the five cyclists killed on our streets in 2012. BostonBiker has done a nice job of reporting on these tragedies. It was drizzly and overcast; It seemed fitting. We all wore white. There were police officers on bikes from Boston, Brookline, BU and other nearby communities. We rode in silence, uninterupted, from Government Center, down Comm Ave, and then back, escorted along the four mile route by police officers riding motorcycles and bicycles. 

I didn't think I'd be overwhelmed, but I was. It didn't take long. Once I'd arrived at the designated starting point, I almost lost it. I thought of the five cyclists and their families.  I thought of my family. I thought of how I was hit by cars twice last year. How horrible it must be for those poor families. I nearly lost it again. I thought of the daily near misses.



I truly hope we've no souls to ride for next year.

Flower Girls

Didn't think my girls and I were going to be able to make it out to the Wake Up The Earth festival, this year. When a friend called at the last minute to see if we'd be up for loading up our Largo up with flowers to hand out to strangers, while riding in a parade, my calendar remarkably cleared up.

On our way to the parade, my youngest tried her hand at flyering for next weekend's JP Bikes Spring Roll.

The girls had a great time handing out flowers.

As did I.

Loved watching people dance on stilts!

Lemonade and a nap for the ride home.