I got up the gumption the other night
to take advantage of what is sure to be
one of our last
Summer evenings.
H & I gathered up our bikes
and headed down to Oktoberfest
on the banks of the Mighty Miss.
Let's just say that Oktoberfest
was not the most captivating
experience I have had in my life.
But of course,
it was more about the journey
than the destination.
It is the moments in between
that I treasure most.
The warm sun shining on our backs
as we sipped a cool German beer.
The new to us park
that took us out to the River.
The mustard or ketchup
someone dripped on my pedal~
wait mustard or ketchup on my pedal?!
The ride home
with my best man by my side
bicycle wheels turning
lights illuminated
chatting and laughing.
I wish we had time to do this more,
but I am glad we had time to do this.
It is these special moments
that create a whole.
A hyggelig moment to return to
again and again...
