On Getting Married and Biking To Work (What? You Don't See the Connection? Me neither.)

This weekend Tyler and I will be getting married on the North Fork of Long Island.  We will be surrounded by the people we love.  We will celebrate with wine and food.  We will start a life together and I think...it will be a good one.

After that we will travel to Northern Spain, a trip we've saved our hard-earned pennies for but one we never quite took the time to plan.  We have a place to stay, a car for exploring, and one reservation at an insanely-priced restaurant. Beyond that, I don't know...  But not knowing is what makes it fun.

There are, of course, many emotions that come with weddings and marriage. I don't want to sort them out here.  I just want to say how lucky I feel right now.

I'll be signing off the internet until June.  However! Next week, on the blog, will be a week of No-Read Stories for you. I've always loved to take pictures and, whether you know it or not (have I mentioned this?  I'll mention it now) I have you to thank for encouraging me to take even more (much to Tyler's chagrin.)  Because you tell me you like them.  They help me sort out story and I've seen some interesting things I'll post here.

Beyond that, I want to encourage you to make plans to bike to work this Friday, May 18th! It is National Bike To Work Day.

I know many of you live in areas of sprawling land and plains (how I envy you) so it may not be possible for you.  Maybe you don't even own a bike.  But if you can find a bike, I hope you will take it out to work or the grocery store or just around the corner.

Biking is my passion because it reminds me of childhood, of simpler times, of being happy and free on my bicycle with sparkle streamers falling from my handlebars and tick-tock popper thingys in my spokes.  I guess National Bike To Work Day is about exercising, about reducing your carbon footprint, about seeing the land you live on in another way and all that good stuff, but, for me, it really just means taking a day...to be a kid.  I hope you will honor May 18th that way, in a way you see fit.

And the next time you hear from me, I'll be freaking married.