Transported back ....

If you haven't taken the time to step into a small town antique/gift shop, you simply must ... especially if you are over 55! As I walked up to this little shop in Sodus Bay, NY, I stopped dead in my tracks. OMG, I'm 5 years old again and I am all about this bike! I can feel my little arms and legs hopping on and taking off, pedaling just as fast as my  legs can go!  And, do you remember that there was some little landing on the back that you could stand on?

Highchairs certainly weren't what they are today ... but they worked. And, don't get me started on that little red wagon!

 And then, my dear friend and I , came across this bin of total nostalgia! Potato ricers, hand held beaters, cookie cut outs ... and we all had the same ones.  Not like today where there are hundreds of different makes of the  same item.

Doll making must have been a favorite hobby back then. I remember dolls that were graced by the beautiful hand made dresses made by my grandmother.

And then we leave this lovely old home/shop and I am once again greeted by this magical tricycle. I can't quite shake the feeling of being 5 again; nor do I really want to.

It's all about the journey!