At Mile 19, there is an old white farmhouse that sits amidst towering Douglas Fir trees.
In front of the house is this sign:
In the three years that we've lived in our home, each spring, I see this sign. I find it incredibly charming in it's details- the notched edges, the almost calligraphy-like aspect of the painted letters.
This Spring Break, we are enjoying the simple things. When the sign popped up, I said to Hannah, 'wouldn't it be fun to ride our bikes over there and buy some daffodils?
Our one and only day that was scheduled for dry weather fit perfectly into our plan.
We hopped on our bikes, and set out on our adventure.
I have always loved bike riding.
Two years ago, two days before Christmas, Hannah told us she was asking Santa for a very special present for us. Santa was a very wise and clever man- as he always is- and clued us into Hannah's wish:
Bikes for mom and dad.
Two days before Christmas, and all of the Christmas presents bought already.
Santa left a note that year saying that he would let the people at the bike store know that we would have bikes waiting for us in the spring.
We set off down our road, headed towards the daffodils.
Past the schoolyard filled with daisies....
...and empty farm fields.
The Cascade mountain range still showing signs of winter.
At last we made it to the farm.
A small bucket with a bundle of cut daffodils awaiting the next buyer.
A hand written note saying, 'Please pay by the back porch'.
I asked Hannah to hold the flowers while I put our money in the bucket.
We put them carefully in the basket for our ride home.
We were enjoying the nice weather and ride so much, we decided to take a detour through a neighborhood with a golf course. We rode around the perimeter of the neighborhood and stopped at my favorite place- a little wooden bridge with this serene view:
We headed home, and I put our $1 purchase in a simple jar by the front door.
I enjoy the simple things in life.