dress ups

Riding this morning. Sky crazily blue. Sun shining, music playing, smelling like spring! Stopping off for a coffee…a lovely lady asks about my dress.

It’s my favourite! I want to shout. It makes me happy! Lifts my spirits! Makes me walk tall!

But I stop myself because I guess that’s kind of creepy, to be so lifted by a dress that you bought in a country op-shop from a woman you could have talked to all day about bee-sting cakes and lamington recipes.

So I just smile and answer happily. I ride away feeling lifted; A Hundred Dollars!

Today’s a great day.