Beeps and I are about to cross from Hoquiam to Aberdeen when we hear a strange beeping. We slow up on pedaling and coast; moments later a tall, silver-bearded white man slowly crosses a block ahead of us on a segway. Slowwllly he crosses as his siren sententiously announces his passage.
A beat, and then I say to my oldest: “Being on the bike, you are thrown into humanity a bit more,” and halfway through the sentence they are nodding already. We’ve come across a rude cashier, teens cutting eyes at us as they walk home from school, and two young men who pulled over and asked us to buy them beer. And then there’s the distraction of people just doing their thing: mowing lawns or taking out the glass bottles. These few days on the bikes have been incredible for my mood; the sunny days are ecstatic, and the rain and the cold – well, those days I’m glad to get home to the heat and my pantry and my kettle.
My grandmother would be proud of me. I made this lovely maxi dress on her old Singer 15-91 and I love to think of honoring her every time I sew in that machine. But I also like to think she’d be proud of the brass-bottomed bitch I am today! The fabric is from @stylemakerfabrics and I recommend them unreservedly. This frock is for my friend @abicree – a gift I will be mailing to her. And may she wear it well! Sinclair vegan boots by @nicorashoes; third generation female shoemaker. #sewing #vegantailor #dressmaking #bespoke #bespokehogaboom #customclothing #vegan
I finished two dresses today, and washed and dried a gorgeous two-tone linen for a pair of trousers. My stockpile of fabrics for upcoming projects is, incredibly, slowly dwindling. Another great thing about the bike is it forces me to stop working, and to an extent stop thinking about work. I’ll take what I can get!