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My grandfather keeps his bike right next to his house back door, which leads you right out to the green green flowery garden of his. Standing just against the kitchen window, prepared to be ridden away in no time. After breakfast, after lunch, and back home again. He liked ridding his bike a lot, he felt young, wild and free. You might think a bit of the randomness for an 85 year old man with heavy weight could possibly ride a bike. Well of course that would have to be my grandfather! Very particular and cute you might say, to look upon an old man riding happily to work. Tender feeling for everyone who looks at him on that shiny navy blue bike. He says it’s his routine, a daily activity; without using any watch, he knows his next stop and place. Frequently is its use, but always amusing. An elephant on a bike he says he is; reflecting himself as one. Old, heavy weighted, and funny looking. Definitely absence of glasses, but never the long distance sight. Gray, perhaps for his old days, but never inside. That shiny navy blue bike keeps his color alive. Of course as a complement. He knows family is a place on top, and his bike on second. On great days, he goes out in the morning and gets home in the afternoon. Never at night of course. Weather also affects his ability to use it. Cold windy days are unacceptable. Practically impossible riding against that breezy cold airstream slapping his white pinkish skin. Never outside at those times. Cuddly underneath warm blankets and entertaining old black and white “Maria Felix” films, he prefers. No work he says, and bike stays out in that chilly climate. Bad luck for it. But lets just say that those are very few days. Mostly sunny and warm and elephant with guayavera and a sombrero on. No interruptions on his way, just pleasant employees courteously waving at him. Curious thing that he always puts joy in things. That may be the reason why his garden is always parakeet green and his flowers likely painted by Van Gogh, with such vivid colors. Lovely feeling when I see him peddling that bike and waving saying hello with a big bright smile on his face. Having that attitude and sense of humor, which he spreads unintentionally, making everyone, end up shiny like that navy blue bike.
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