Beautiful Friday: Bicycle Love

Last night I awoke to the sounds of crashing thunder and rain kissing the trees next to my open window - sounds I don't mind waking up for in the middle of the night. I just love summer thunderstorms. But the only downfall (besides having to trudge to work and not being able to sit home in my pajamas and watch re-runs all day) is not being able to ride my bike. As you know, I adore vintage bicycles, probably a little too much (although I'm still in a fight with my road bike after the century ride). I wish I could save every one of them and restore them to their original glory. It's a project the boy and I are working on constantly. Our second bedroom has become the bike room (there are five bikes in it), and we're almost finished with our first one to sell (I will never get rid of the pink one he and my dad restored for me as a surprise). It's a dream of ours to own a bicycle restoration shop on a beach where bike lovers can rent beach cruisers or buy vintage bikes. Hopefully this weekend I will finally decide on paint colors for the bike and she'll be for sale in a couple of weeks. Hope you have a lovely weekend, too.