Sometimes a honeypot is a welcome sight but when it is outside your dining room window it is urban blight.
Friday, August 15, 2014
Road Rash Warrior
What a pretty face!
We had a little incident with a boy meeting the asphalt track. What is summer without some scabs, right? Luckily there were no broken bones.
Road Rash Leg
I am reminded that scars have stories. I remember a bike accident I had on the street of my childhood home. It was a steep hill and I believe that I loss control going down. I ended up with a nice scar on my elbow. I guess it is a rite of passage. Did you have an awesome bike wreck during your childhood?