Easy Rider...

There she was...long gray hair down to the small of her back, her flowery and lovely skirt wafting in the breeze behind her, her sandles straddling metal, a huge radiant and gleeful smile on her face, whipping down the lane...

...on a shopping cart!

Yeah, baby!

And I thought I was the only old dude who did that. But, today, while out on a six mile hike with the boys, we passed through a Von's parking lot to see this lady flying out the front door of the grocery store, riding her metal shopping cart all the way to her car, as a young boy or girl might.

And she wore it well.

And thanks for the smile, whoever you are.

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